There was so much blood.

And pain.

But mostly blood. It was hot, and dark, and everywhere. And gritz, that couldn't all be mine, could it?

Someone screamed my name, and I watched Tom's muddy boots disappear from my viewshed. And I watched my brother vanish from my life for a second time.

Strange images joined fragments of gray sky and cobblestone. Black birds, a forest, my father. A bullet wedged in my spine.

As the lights shut out, emotions invaded my headspace. Guilt and heartbreak and sorrow. Despair for having never reached that voice calling me. The sting of betrayal.

And then there was nothing.