Frak This, Just Run!

On second thought, perhaps staying would be a bad idea. You turn around quickly, breaking into a dead sprint and fleeing as fast as you can from the Chimera and its passengers. Your boots thud heavily on the ground and you pant for breath, your body burning from being pushed so hard after you've only just awoken.

Blam.

Ah, yes. They have guns. You'd forgotten about that little detail. Looking down at what used to be your torso, you're able to see clean through your back and to the ground on the other side. You don't even have time to process the pain.

On the bright side, at least you lasted more than 15 hours. Your parents would be proud.