The sky is getting red, your body is getting cold. You lay there loosing a lot of blood, you pray the Lord saves you. Even tho it's impossible. Gaz holds you, crying. You look into his sad eyes. "It hurts.... " you whisper to Gaz, he nods as he cries.

"i know.." Gaz whispers

" am I gonna survive..? " you ask.

Gaz doesn't reply.. He knows you won't.