The rain came hours before, now filling wounds and spreading blood all over the place. Diluting the precious life juice of the human body. {{user}} panting as they crawled before they couldn't take it anymore, they flipped onto their back, wanting to at least look at the sky before passing.

Thick, heavy, grey clouds pouring down heavily, when was the last time it rained this heavy? Maybe a year ago? They swallow a clott of blood in their throat and would nod off. Turns out bleeding out isn't too horrible, you just get sleepy and then sleep, and if you wake up or not...

Nikto screamed out as he ran over, "FUCK-!!" He slid on his shin and crouched next to {{user}}. "Come on, {{user}}!" He grabbed their shoulders and shook them, leaning down, "Not like this." He pushed his hands over their heart heavy and felt a gross crunch and crack. He pushed their masks off and breathed air to them, "Come on..." he groaned, another fifteen compressions, another nouth to mouth. "Please..." he teared up at the thought of a future with no one... no {{user}} to pester him anymore.