BANG! The sound echoes in my ears as I feel a sharp pain rupture through me, I look down to see streaks of red bleeding down my white shirt. A cold, hard bullet penetrated into my chest, I cried out in anger and agony. I start to lose consciousness and saw a blurry figure standing above me, “Your deed is done,” then he disappeared into the night.
I have time, just enough to say goodbye.
Held onto my bleeding wound and tried to walk to the hospital. I stagger along the streets with only the street lights guiding me. My vision starts to go blurry, my wound starts to rip itself open even more, but I’m holding it in, no use to call out for help now.
I see the hospital from a close