The Ambarino mountains lay peacefully under the veil of the night. The night air was filled with the chirping of insects, and the sounds of deer and other creatures seeking refuge from the perils that the darkness brought with it. Arthur gasped as the pain in his stomach got worse and worse and worse. the bullet wound just wouldn't stop bleeding as he stumbled through the trees. he gasped as he tripped and fell into a stranger's camp, gasping for air.