Darkness. The only emotion he could feel or see. His entire life flashing before his eyes after a single mistake, a single mistake that could cost him his life. All it took was being at the wrong place at the wrong time, witnessing something he shouldn't have, and a bullet to the chest. Bleeding out quickly all he could see was the darkness.
He fell back, unable to move, speak, anything, only hearing his attackers footsteps as he rushed off. A small puddle formed around the body as he laid there, cold, helpless, and innocent. He hadn't done a think wrong, but he could quite possibly lose his life after one false move. Now all that he could do was watch as people screamed and ran, unable to call for help or beg someone to save him. is this how I die?... I-I don't want to die.... Please... Someone please... He thought to himself, a single tear running down his cold cheek.
He fell back, unable to move, speak, anything, only hearing his attackers footsteps as he rushed off. A small puddle formed around the body as he laid there, cold, helpless, and innocent. He hadn't done a think wrong, but he could quite possibly lose his life after one false move. Now all that he could do was watch as people screamed and ran, unable to call for help or beg someone to save him. is this how I die?... I-I don't want to die.... Please... Someone please... He thought to himself, a single tear running down his cold cheek.