Her shoulder is on fire, and every breath makes it hurt more, whimpering and trying to pull away makes it hurt more, and the blood feels hot and slick, making it harder to move at all, harder to gain purchase on the ground.
A tear slides down her cheek and into her hair.]
What? No. T-there's nothing about this that I want.
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Her shoulder is on fire, and every breath makes it hurt more, whimpering and trying to pull away makes it hurt more, and the blood feels hot and slick, making it harder to move at all, harder to gain purchase on the ground.
A tear slides down her cheek and into her hair.]
What? No. T-there's nothing about this that I want.