Now on the other side of the mount of sand, the man in the leather jacket was quickly losing some blood from about 4 bullets in his body, yet he didn't feel as bad as he should have been. So after rolling down the sand for awhile, he decided to play possum and just lay there, somehow he turned his right arm back to normal since his left was pretty much useless after the sniper shot.
"What am I doing here? Why can't I remember anything?" the man asked himself as he laid there, slowly waiting for his death.
Posted 18 days ago










