When I woke up, my mouth was stuffed with a ball of smelly rags, my hands were tied behind my back with hemp rope, and my whole body was stuffed in the bottom of a ship like cargo.
The salty sea water seeped in through the cracks in the wooden boards, mixing with the stench of sweat, vomit and despair from hundreds of men. Some people were sobbing softly, some were talking nonsense with a high fever, and more people were silent, huddled in the darkness like piglets waiting to be slaughtered.
