*Leo*

I felt like a character in a child’s fairytale, as I ran through the woods with no real destination in sight. The problem was there was no haven over the hills and through these woods. Bullets rang out all around me.

I took a shot, jogged some more, and hid behind a tree. Only to complete the pattern all over again. They took their shots, bullets plowed into trees, shooting shrapnel in all directions. I think I got hit from all angles by tree bark, rocks, and ...