>>9591471>With one hand clamped down around your bleeding hand in a useless attempt to try and stem the bleeding you run into the poorly lit woods, the heavy smell of rain and humidity returning to your nose. >You know you're leaving a horrible trail of blood as you go, is she going to hunt me ? Did she just let me go as a warning ?You want to stop, your lungs burn , your legs grow weak with each pounding footfall it feels as if your legs are an inferno but you know you cant stop. Pushing through the pain out of fear of what may be behind you.
>A flash of light illuminated the canopy above followed shortly there after with a thundering clap , the wind suddenly picks up and the leaves rustle as the long awaited rain finally makes its impact, before eventually slipping off to meet the earth and your skin. >Each drop feels like a kiss from above on your burning body, cooling you off as you continue to stumble through the dark, guided by the occasional flash of lightning.>After some time you come across a small divit in a hillface, just large enough to get out of the rain, you've been running for so long, you have no idea how much blood you've lost at this point but decided it needs to be dealt with NOW. Ripping the tab on your Individual First Aid Kit , dropping it free from your belt, you tear it open and pulling out a small vial of disinfectant.>"Ah Christ this is gonna hurt" you grumble placing your tourniquet between your teeth for somthing to bite down on.>3>2>Fuck>1>You dump the vial onto your open wound, the burning sensation causing you to drop to your knees screaming as you bit down on the tourniquet .>After a few moments you regain your stability and carry on, wrapping the stub that was once your finger in Gauze and covering it with medical tape to hold the pressure. >While dry you're incredibly exposed here in this small haven, you figure if you can just lay low for the rest of the night you might have a fighting chance of escaping tomorrow. Scooting in as tightly to the stone face as possible you pull a small packaway jacket out to cover yourself for some insolation, all you can hear is the cascade of rain sweeping the trees and the occasional crack of thunder.>Soon your adrenaline begins to wear off, your body is ragged and begging for rest, against your own desires to stay vigilant you start to doze off. 5/?
