You were on the verge of going unconscious. You had been chased and shot by a few scars.. While you were hiding you heard someone’s heavy footsteps. You tried getting away but you couldn’t. You heard a woman’s muffled voice. Then you felt someone’s warm hand press onto your wound. You felt your heart race from the stress of not knowing who this person was and you couldn’t help but wonder if they’d kill you or not. You felt your eyes feel heavy and you closed them..