Ayanda

The rain was dulling my senses, every step was a wet squelch sound. Blood was pooling out of my sides. I got sloppy, which was irritating, I could feel the lightheadness coming in, I don't know if I was still being followed. A sound reaches my ears, metal- rain falling on a metal roof, shelter. I focus on the sound as I make my way of what I assume is a forest. Closer to the building I feel around for...Ah, an open window. I jump through flawlessy, but my feet don't touch the ground, but metal, I stumble the texture was-