Richard Pine, a surgeon, after trying to smuggle heroin into the USA on a boat that sinks, ends up on a small island. Nothing to eat, no way to make a fire. He tries to catch a gull but badly breaks his ankle. A few days later, he has to amputate his foot and… as he hasn’t eaten for days, eats it. And the story goes on like that, the other foot, then the lower leg on both sides, then the thighs, then the ears. The story ends when the guy starts eating his fingers. A little gruesome.
“I even have two kilos of “painkiller,” although hardly of the type I used to prescribe. But they would have taken it if they could have gotten it. You bet. Those old blue-haired ladies would have snorted Glade air freshener if they thought it would have gotten them high. Believe it!”