He coughed, tasting iron and feeling the iron bar dig in a little deeper. "They'll be able to smell the blood by now." he thought, "I wonder if Margie's somewhere down here too. Maybe she's up there with the rest of them but hopefully she found that damn camp she was always going on about. If I'd listened to her then maybe we'd both be there."
Being there or dead somewhere far away sounded like a better fate than slowly bleeding to death being skewered by rusty rebar that he'd managed to fall onto. Just his luck as always. He'd been trying to jump to the other half of a bombed-out restaurant and ended up missing spectacularly.
Now he was starting to feel a numb coldness spreading through his body, starting at his fingers and toes and slowly taking over. In the distance he heard the all-too-familiar hoarse screeches that meant his time was almost up.
With any luck he'd pass out or bleed out before they got to him.
With any luck he'd be too dead to come back and join their ranks.
Knowing his luck though, he'd be back up again in no time.
Being there or dead somewhere far away sounded like a better fate than slowly bleeding to death being skewered by rusty rebar that he'd managed to fall onto. Just his luck as always. He'd been trying to jump to the other half of a bombed-out restaurant and ended up missing spectacularly.
Now he was starting to feel a numb coldness spreading through his body, starting at his fingers and toes and slowly taking over. In the distance he heard the all-too-familiar hoarse screeches that meant his time was almost up.
With any luck he'd pass out or bleed out before they got to him.
With any luck he'd be too dead to come back and join their ranks.
Knowing his luck though, he'd be back up again in no time.
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