Decaying World

She crawled out of the truck. Shattered glass from the window scratching at the weak skin of her palms, causing the skin to tear. The blood of her partner covered her face and uniform. All she could hear was a ringing sound, so sharp and loud it caused her eyes to water and shivers to run down her spine. Every now again she would look to see people running or chasing someone. She didn't know why. She was still accepting the fact of what just happened. She used the side of the over turned truck to get to her feet. Her legs felt like wet noodles. Her breathing was too quick. A gun shot that sounded like thunder got her out of her trance and she witnessed what was supposed to be the stuff for nightmares. A man that was shot in the chest, still running full speed towards the gunman. Tackling him and ripping the skin of his cheek with his teeth. She shut her eyes and counted. "1......2......"