Mount Merbuk, Lost-Part 8.

Post author:Zsolt Zsemba
Post published:April 19, 2024
Post category:blog,

The Light

Not knowing how long I was out for. It could have been a second, a day, or 10 days. I have no recollection of time. The light to which I oddly enough blacked out was back. I went from not seeing in the dark to not seeing in the light.

I tried as hard as I could to adjust to the light but my body, my neck, and head did not respond to any muscle input. I then saw a shadow moving in the bright light. It was just a thin dark figure or something resembling a figure. I had no way of knowing. The shadow moved closer and closer but I couldn’t make out what it was until I heard a cough. It was human, it was a man for sure, but I knew it could not have been Steve.

There had to be someone here. While I tried my darndest to speak, no words came out of my mouth. I didn’t have a voice, I didn’t have enough strength to create a sound. Or I was a complete vegetable, I was not sure of anything and unsure of everything. Still not knowing my state or alertness, I did hope that I was alive and that there was someone with me, wherever I happened to be.

When I then heard another cough and something touching my lips. It was a hot liquid. It had a slight sweetness to it but I couldn’t place the taste of it. It had a tingling sensation like that of mint but not quite. When I realized that I most likely couldn’t speak because my throat felt like sandpaper. When the liquid slowly made its way down my dry throat I realized I was indeed alive. I was alive and someone was tending to me.

While I still couldn’t see, I was finally able to understand that indeed I was alive and that I may live through this ordeal. I hoped that Steve too would be in my state but I was still not well enough to process the happenings over the time I had been out.

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Zsolt Zsemba

Zsolt Zsemba has worn many different hats. He has been an entrepreneur, and businessman for over 30 years. Living abroad has given him many amazing experiences in life and also sparked his imagination for writing. After moving to Canada from Hungary at the age of 10 and working in a family business for a large part of his life. The switch from manufacturing to writing came surprisingly easily for him. His passion for writing began at age 12, mostly writing poetry and short stories. In 1999, the chance came to write scripts. Zsolt took some time off from his family business to write in Jakarta Indonesia for MD Entertainment. Having written dozens of soap operas and made for TV movies, in 2003 Zsolt returned to the family business once more. In 2018, he had the chance to head back to Asia once again. He took on the challenge to be the COO for MD Pictures and get back into the entertainment business. The entertainment business opened up the desire to write once more and the words began to flow onto the pages again. He decided to rewrite a book he began years ago. Organ House was reborn and is a fiction suspense novel while Scars is a young adult drama focused on life’s challenges. After the first two books, his desire to write not only became more challenging but enjoyable as well. After having several books completed he was convinced to publish them for your enjoyment. Zsolt does not tend to stay in one specific genre but tends to lean towards strong female leads and horror. Though he also has a few human interest books, he tends to write about whatever brews in his brain for a while.