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I didn't know what do to make it to stop — I just want it to stop, it hurts so much! Someone please make it stop! — as I look down at the sword craved into my body as blood still soaks my black coat covering more than the half of my torso and it doesn't see that it will stop anytime soon. My throat starts tightening like someone is strangling me as tears fell down at my cheeks.
I shake my head and wiped away my tears with my head wings who were shaking slightly, as I try to focus more on my surrounding in fear of letting my mind enter in a spiral that I couldn't get off. I look around slightly, it was dark in here and it was filled with grass and trees, — I guess I am in a forest... but why? It won't stop hurting, it hurts like Hell!
I closed my eyes avoiding looking at the sword in my torso, feeling myself being over-whelmed by my own emotions and thoughts. Why I can't I have peace? Why does it hurt so much? Even though it has already been a long time ago? — As I placed my hands into my head for me to calm myself down in a desperate hope that everything would end, I then heard barely something or someone calling me from afar, but I don't have enough energy or thoughts to care about it right now.
"Hey! Are you hearing me, MeQuot?" — Just then I heard Devesto asking me with the same tone he spoke to me when we met, just then that I had finally snapped back from my thoughts. Looking behind me, seeing Devesto a bit confused while talking to me I though: — He shouldn't be killing the civilians right now? I look around noticed that no one was there and that the time has being turned off — Oh, the round has already ended, it seems I have spend a lot of time on my own thoughts.
"You alright, dude? You just was staring the whole round out after killing that Civilian who uses a Revolver. Seriously, What's wrong?" — Devesto asked me again since I didn't answer his question prior. Which made me embarrassed and awkward since I accidentally ignored him, I tried to reply but the words were stuck in my throat so I could only murmur inaudible words: — "Oh.... uhm.... I"
"Well? Better not be some pity party excuse, just like last time... Ugh." — He says looking a bit annoyed by my speech as he grunts, which made me sad and a bit upset as I finally try to say a reason to him but I was still unsure myself to what had actually happened there: — "Sorry... I zoned out I guess?"
Devesto didn't talk right away to me after what I explained to him, he just turned around and floated a bit away before looking back at me, his eyes looking like he was staring deep into my soul and finally replied to me as well: — "You can do that, I guess...."
After that Devesto says this, he turns back and floats away into the woods living me by myself. I look at the sky noticing that it is the time for me to get more supplies, after all the killers and I live in the outdoors without a bunker—only the Civilians can have this privilege—so must of us wonder around in the woods in the search to anything useful, specially to find the supplies that the Government gives to us almost weekly.
After Devesto had left out of my sight, I sighed and walked deeper into the woods to find the supplies for me and the others. Hopefully, I can get all the supplies that I need for me and to the others and that everything goes well.