Knocking On Heaven's Door

Incoming.

I watch as if in an instant, Breyden is struck down. His body snaps back as the bullet hits him into the chest. In mere than seconds, his body drops lifeless down to the floor.

I abandon any attempt to stand my ground against the enemy and rush to his side.

I immediately abort my side and hunch my way over to him, where he has fallen into the line of sight. I pull him back to the side and try to assess the extent of his wounds. But there is so much damn blood that it is truly impossible to see without taking his gear off.

But the most frightening thing is that his eyes are closed, and he does not seem to move. I shake him frantically to get any reaction out of him but to no avail. He is lying completely unresponsive. As I stick my hand underneath his shirt to feel where the impact of the bullet has taken him, I get to a large mass of blood by his stomach.

"Fuck!"

I start furiously shaking him, "Breyden, wake the fuck up! Breyden!"<