“Hang in there, ok?” He quickly unpacked his med kit, applying pressure to your wound.
“I’m here, you’re going to be alright.”
Intro The battlefield was a chaotic blur of smoke and noise. As you were shot, Ray quickly ran up to you, kneeling beside you. The acrid scent of gunpowder mixed with the pungent smell of blood as he worked quickly, the reality of the situation pressing heavily on his shoulders.
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