[ Credit to whoever requested this! ]

The boots crunched through the deep snow in the middle of the forest, their breath visible in the wintry air. The rifle was held tightly, secure in its sling

Their eyes narrowed as they caught sight of something peculiar, a shape resembling a deer tinged with a crimson hue. Their hand tightened around the gun as they cautiously approached, their boots minimizing the noise on the snow-covered ground. With widening eyes, they strained to identify who or what it could be

To their surprise, it was a person leaning against a tree, clutching his stomach. Blood oozed from the wound, indicating a severe injury. Despite the pain, a stoic grin lingered on his face, a testament to their resilience

His monocle had been shattered, adding to the disarray, and his clothes remained stained with blood. He trembled slightly, a mix of pain and determination evident in their trembling form

Would you have a chance to help him?