I was running for my life.  I didn't want anymore blood to show. I held my bleeding stomach as I grunted in pain, every step I took was hell. Seventy percent of my body was covered in blood. I knew they weren't following me, but I just wanted to get home. As I ran down the street, people would look at me with widened eyes and they'd point. Thanks... That helps me A LOT!  I was turning the corner when.... BANG!!  I bumped into someone and I fell to the ground lying on my back, exposing my deep cut clearly.

"OMO!! MISS?! GWENCHUNA?!?" I hear the voice yell. That voice.. so familiar... I saw a shadow lurk over me as my vision was getting worse and worse by the second.

"Call the ambulance!!" There was more than one person there.

"THEY WON'T MAKE IT! LOOK AT HER CONDITION!!"

"Lets drive her there. Chanyeol! Carry her to the van!!" Chanyeol?..... I felt someone lift my body bridal style and as my face brushed against the person's chest, the fabric went damp... How much blood?... The horror... The pain... I closed my eyes fully and out.