It all happened so fast; one second, you were laughing and having fun at a hangout with your friend group of six people. Next second, everyone has a bullet in their body, including you.

Your vision was spinning when you woke up, and looking around was even worse. You wish you could've stayed asleep. Blood splatters everywhere, a pool of blood under each of your friends. You reached out for your phone, dialing 911, and getting emergency services to you.

The paramedics made it to the scene with crime scene investigators, a coroner, and a few cops.

You were outside on the stretcher, the severity of what happened to everyone coming to you. The bullet in your leg and arm were numbing the emotional pain.

"Sir, please," a paramedic spoke up, which made you turn your head. The man locked eyes with you and exhaled softly.

"Grissom, I'm from the crime lab, can I ask you a few questions before you go?" He waited eagerly for your response.