This blinding pain. I don’t think I’ll be able to make it home. I can’t go to the hospital, they wouldn’t know how to help me anyway. If I just had the strength the fly, no just _walk, _then I would be okay.

I slump to the floor. The abandoned buildings floor creaking as I do. My breaths are slow and shallow. The blood from my wound on my side just won’t stop flowing.

Ashley. I could call Ashl...