Was It Worth The Lives You Lost? (OLD VER)

"It should have been me."

Rounding the corner he hid behind a pile of rubble that had fallen from the ceiling.

He murdered them...They're dead... Kept repeating in his head like a broken record.

His hands were shaking uncontrollably, trying to catch his breath.

Unhuman screeches and yelling grew nearer from the hall he came from, pulling up his rifle in a panicked haste.

Checking his pockets for ammo he found 7 rounds left for his rifle.

"Thank goodness-" He whispered to himself with a bit of relief to actually have extra ammo.

The yelling grew closer as did the footsteps. unloading the empty shell from the rifle he hastily loaded 5 rounds before quickly closing the bolt.

"I'm ok-I'm ok.. I can do this. I can do this." He whispered to himself with shaking in his voice right as the melted almost faceless looking monsters were right on the other side of the rubble looking for him.

He clinched his gun taking a deep breath slowing his shakiness before standing up and shooting one in the chest knocking it back, the other 3 screamed at him and began charging towards him.