Black truck picks them up

I rushed down the street ignoring the pain as I ventured nearer and nearer to the church from my bleeding I believe my stitches had torn and worse that that was bleeding much worse than before. I drew nearer and nearer but also getting fainter and fainter and slower and slower to the church it was then when I fell to the ground and looking up saw a black truck stop and instead as it waited in front of me the last thing I saw was two pairs of shoes hit the ground and rush to me.