Flesh Wound

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I wake up with a pounding headache and no air in my lungs. I fight the bricks and rubble of myself before I pass out again and possibly die. Lack of oxygen put pressure in my head and my brain aches to get oxygen. I finally get out from the bricks and get some air.

I look around...finding everyone else laying in the debris of my house. I wake up Noelle first to make sure she is ok. She wakes up and coughs. Probably from the dust that floats just above the ground. Her and I wake up Catie and Adrian, and Catie rushes to Ben but he's fine and wakes up like we all did.

From the hole in the gap of the missing stairs a tiger jumps down. It growls at me, I tell everyone to get behind the couch. Or the 2 halves of it. I stare down the tiger....It's cat eyes interlock with mine. The tiger jumps at me. I try to move as fast as I can but it grabs my forearm with it's teeth and rips off some of my flesh.

I scream in pain and charge the tiger. I lunge at the tiger but it dissapates into thin air. I land hard with a thump. My heart seems to struggle with my wound. It bleeds rapidly and my heart pounds harder and harder. I try to breath but the pain is too much to handle. I exhale all my air and start hyperventilating.

My eye sight gets blurry. The world seems to fade away. What I can see through the fuzz is everyone rushing to find water while Noelle bandages my arm. I regain somewhat eye sight and my breathing steadies. I try to stand up but I fall back down.

I look at my wound and see that it's bleeding black blood. I loose my breath because I freak out and start hyperventilating and I fall back into my consciousness.

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