DATE: April 23rd, 2021 TIME: who knows at this point LOCATION: somewhere in the death trap a.k.a. the Jungle
“Well, shit,” Luke curses under the breath as he steadies himself against a large tree. His hand rests on the right side covered in the pulsating blood. One of the thin but fast-moving vines got him good, lunging at him like a snake and piercing his right abdomen. He managed to cut off the vine and escape, but after the adrenaline wore off, he could barely walk.
Luke wills his weary legs to move forward, but instead, they give into the pull of gravity and leave him to collapse. He tastes the blood and earth in his mouth as he attempts to push himself off the ground to no avail. The best he could do is crawling toward the tree and laying his failing body against it. This is bad, he thinks to himself in some sick sense of detachment. He is stranded alone in this Jungle, a piece of vine stuck on his side and losing too much blood, no strength left in him. This is probably the end of the line for him... but somehow Luke is in peace with that. He lets his eyes close, and breathes out shakily. Perhaps finally, he might get some rest.
He rouses from the stupor, sensing the presence of someone standing over him. He lazily opens his one eye and finds Iyaz. “‘sup, Doc. Fancy seein’ you here.” He greets with a weak smile before looking down at his right side coated in now darkened blood. He doesn’t know what to say about his predicament so he just breaths out a hollow laughter. “It got a little messy out there again, but... at least this time it’s no axing accident.”
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