You just run for the back door. You slam it open and sprint for the grove of trees just beyond that open patch of plowed feild. "Theres one!", You hear someone shout. "Get him!", Shouts another and bullets begin flying by you till one of them punches you to the ground hard. You break your nose on landing. Your left lung is ripped out of your torso. You shiver with horrid pain and then die.
The End