10 parts Ongoing MatureBlood. It's everywhere. My hands, my clothes, the floor beneath me-drenched in red. I can't see anything except the dark, sticky mess. My eyes are blurry, my ears won't stop ringing. Every sound feels distant, every breath feels heavier.
My heart races, panic taking over. I can't handle this. I want to scream, to run, but my legs won't move. Why is this happening? I'm shaking, terrified. I didn't sign up for this. I'm no hero, and I sure as hell can't survive this nightmare.
Somebody help me. I whisper it first, then shout. HELP ME!