Running in Pain

"Thud, thud, thud." The sound of raindrops hit the ground while I lay there, covered, covered in blood, scratches, pain... I look to the left to see if my friend is alive.

"S-Sarah..." I manage to squeak out of my mouth. I hear a groan to my left which means Sarah woke up. "Are you okay?" I try to speak through my dry throat again. I look at her, she doesn't move. Just lays there, looking dead. I manage to crawl over to her. "Sarah, get up." I speak more confidently now. I see Sarah's head begin to turn around and I smile, desperately wanting to see my friends kind eyes again and caring smile. Before she turns around I notice her hand. Something different than any injured hand I've seen... It looks like it's falling off... Rotting even, that's when I see it, her face. "Sarah! No!" I scream so loud that my ears begin to ring. She doesn't reply, she can't reply. I look at her gruesome, rotting face, the face that used to be filled with joy, kindness, laughter. I try to get up, my legs are too injured to even stand. I slip and hit my head hard on the ground. My vision starts to fail, all I see is black, darkness, nothing.