BEWARE, contains blood, violence, and despair. Read at own risk.


Pain.
Consciousness came with a knife of pain through her skull. Breathing was getting hard for her, and the blood was spurting out of her in slower pulses. A cry of pain died in her throat as her neck suddenly burnt with the pain of shattered bone.
She gasped as bloody foam rose in her throat, and tried to cough. Her bloodshot eyes flew open, and even though it was dark she could see the ever-growing pool of blood she lay in. She felt a trickle; it was also flowing out of her ear.
Her left arm was crushed and lifeless next to her, a mere mass of bone shards and stagnate blood streaked with fur. She averted her eyes, only to find something more gruesome.
Rabbit bodies lay in heaps, and the flood was dark from their dry and lifeless blood. Their dead faces were frozen into eternal masks of pain, their bodies as shattered as hers. One was close to her, his chest torn open and ribs shattered revealing a motionless heart, something once alive now dead.
The foam rose again, but this time it flowed over her lips and into the pool of dead life around her. Death was near.
“Akeldama” she said, barely a whisper through the foam. “Akeldama” she said, and was gone.