Chapter 082

DAMIAN

Where was the flash of pain, the darkness, the oblivion people said came with dying? Colin had pointed the gun right at my head so that meant I ought to be dead. Through the ringing in my ears, I could hear the sounds of people running, yelling, panting. I took in a deep breath, felt it expand my lungs and my heartbeat quickened.

The feeling could only mean one thing- I was still in the land of the living. I opened first one eye, then the other. The first thing I saw was Colin, staring in horror at his midsection which was stained a deep crimson. Blood pattered from his wound onto the floor. Slowly, he sank to his knees, and then with a thud he fell to the floor, unconscious. Behind him stood Anton, panting, with his smoking gun still pointed at Colin. Anton kicked Colin's gun away. For a moment, I felt dizzy. That was a really close call. Anton had saved my life in the nick of time.

"Damian," he gasped, his hands shaking uncontrollably. "Are you- Were you-"

"I wasn't