“…single penetrating wound to the abdomen…”
” …bleeding has stopped…”
“…prepping for transport…”
I came to as I was being placed on a stretcher. The pain in my abdomen echoed all over my body. I was thirsty and even just moving my muscles hurt from fatigue. A paramedic was holding a wad of blood-soaked fabric against my wound.
My shirt was ripped open. My hoodie was gone. Sunglasses missing.
The first thing I noticed before looking around was my status on the red wallpaper:
Unscathed
Advertising
Hobbled
Mutilated (Flickering)
Dead
Written Off (Flickering)
Chase Scene
Planning
Advertising
Unconscious
Infected
Incapacitated
(Flickering)
Captured
Off-Screen (Lit)
Fight Scene
Exploring