Jay gasped out softly from pain. His hand held onto his wound on his chest.
The Operator had missed his heart when he had tried the cameraman.
Now the faceless being disappeared and Jay was abandoned deep in the dense forest.
Jay winced lightly from the pain as he managed to stand. "C-crap.." He huffed as he looked down at his blood covered hand.
"I-i have to get out of here.." He stuttered softly. He started limping along in the woods, trying to find his way out.
Jay torn some of his shirt sleeve to try and stop the bleeding from his wound.
He wandered around hopelessly walking, unsure where he was in the forest.
Half an hour passed and Jay still was wandering around.
Suddenly, his weak, tired body gave in and he hit the cold ground.
"I-i have to.. get up... get up.." He muttered out with a whimper.
His vision getting fuzzy from the loss of blood. As he was about to pass out, a dark figure was standing above him.
Hands reached down to Jay as everything turned black.
