Gunshots. The gunshots were loud and echoed in the forest. I glanced down warily from in a ditch under this huge old oak tree, it's limbs long and threatening in the dark, misty air.
I could hear Butch panting in the ditch beside me, and I looked over the muddy ditch to see April by a bloody stump, her long hair covered in mud and sticks, her blank, blue eyes staring at me sightlessly.
Another gunshot was heard, it's loud ping ringing and bouncing through the forest and sound waves, but this time, slamming into me.
I fell back into the bottom of the ditch in pain, the Conquorian bullet agonizing, and my vision black.
I heard my friends that lay in the ditch with me screaming, but not over the machine's horrifying sound of squeals and roars, and then nothing.
Sorry if it's short. It's a little teaser of what's to come. Hope you enjoy. Like and comment please. Thanks so much!!