After being hit and torpedoed I saw that I was on a raft with a young boy and he was about 12 years old. His name is Phillip, and he had been in the head and looked in pain. He was looking confused, he couldn't find his mother, and he couldn't see. He went blind!
I felt bad for Phillip because he can't find his mother, he misses his parents, and he now can't see. After a while Phillip started tallking to me and for some reason he wanted to get to , maybe because he had a felling that we were going to spend a lot of time with each other.
