Часть 3

As I walked to the galley, I tried to calm my rapid breathing because of the large amount of adrenaline in my blood. When I went inside, my father immediately noticed me, he looked at me sternly because of my tardiness and pointed to the empty seat next to him at the table. I obeyed my father and sat down at the table. All the conversations were about problems and politics, so I didn't even listen to them. My thoughts were filled with the doctor's notebook, and that was the only thing that interested me at the moment. I walked out of there without eating and headed for my secret place where I spent most of my free time. It was really just a closet with a lot of mops and buckets that few people used. It was the perfect place to just hide away from everyone and be alone. Sitting down on the floor of the cramped room, I closed the door slightly so that a beam of light would illuminate my notebook while I read. After sitting there for at least an hour I got to about the middle of the notebook, but the worst part was when people started dying in these mini stories of this doctor....I can feel the pain of reading about the suffering of these sick people that I knew. I abruptly close the notebook and curl up from the gruesome and disgusting images my brain conjures up from the doctor's description. I feel like my guts and other organs are going to explode, but I try to hold it in as I hug myself tighter and tighter. My eyes are closed and then I feel the urge to gag. I cover my mouth with one hand and quickly reach for the bucket with the other. Bringing the bucket to my face, a viscous yellowish colored liquid with a little bit of overcooked breadcrumbs that I had for breakfast today came out of my mouth. My throat began to burn and the rest of my stomach felt like it was shrinking and whimpering. My memories wouldn't stop popping into my head, and goosebumps already covered my arms and back. I don't know why, but my hand reached for the notebook and I started reading again. “Day forty-two: We just dumped three bodies again...there are many more every day. I don't even know what to do anymore. The food on the ship runs out and things get much worse. People are lying on the floor all over the ship and can't even get up. I've been trying to find out their symptoms and here's what I've been able to find out:  -gums start to bleed and swell.  -teeth rot and fall out.  -the skin becomes very dry and cracked.  -old wounds open up.  -severe joint pain with movement.  -hallucinations  -somnolence and depression  -purple bruises all over the body.  -the color of the skin turns grayish  I am now trying to find a cure for this unknown to me disease in my medical book. I am scared of what will happen next...