Brink of Death

Dominic lay strapped to the gurney, his clothes soaked in blood that wasn’t fully his anymore.

The sight was something straight from a horror movie.

The gunshot wound to his side had started bleeding aggressively, the bullet had torn through his muscle, grazing organs that made all the paramedics look at each other in an alarmed way.

The second wound to his thigh was worse in a different way; it