I know that I have been stranded out here for a long time but I cannot be going mad, not yet at least. I am stranded on this lifeboat with four zoo animals, I know that I am not mistaking these animals for humans, I am not insane, not yet at least. People may think that I have fabricated these zoo animals to escape from the terrifying reality of what is presented in front of me, but does it not make sense that I would be more stable, more sane if I had my own kind here to talk with me, to vent with, to cry with, to plead for survival with.
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