Warning only for 18 and older Woods ran with a face full of blood. He was running from the army that was shooting, bullets instantly penetrating into the ground causing mini explosions. He was slowing down and it started to get bad because the army that was chasing him had swooped out helicopters. Bullets spread right into the moment where he had run faster, blood squirts into piles right off of his leg like a chicken running from 3 men who are hunting for food. His face revealed despair. The army ran to him, "we got him on the ground!" One said with a angry tone. "Just kill him!" The man in the back said. "Please don't kill me and leave me alone I won't attack anymore!"
Woods said in pain and with not much more seconds to live. "Shut the fuck up!" The man to the right of him said. "Leave the man alone you fucking shit heads, he's our shit head and that's just graceful. Fuckin wasn't nice to introduce our friend to our army like that because we aren't shit heads were piles of steaming shit like our friend that you're holding captive!" This man dramatically said. "We are a peace with America and odds are that's an American you're holding captive." A reveal of the man's face was shown, "wow put this man through all that danger didn't you. We really are pieces of shit and look at his face full of that stuff called blood, likely he will be shattered by you fucking shit heads!" He said with no pointing or luring. "No he is a man who deserves to die so don't fucking complain boss because I will fuck you up with this gun here and also drive your fucking family to death by running them over!" "Shut the fuck up, it's not like you haven't felt sympathy or you know apathy." The man who felt apathy for woods reached and lurched out a pistol to reveal several bullets, that inflicted his body so bad that his blood lurched out of his body to the point where the gushing made a pool. "Fucking amazing to see someone like that, go down like, this is a day to celebrate a man who tried to kill me, boss!" The men who saw this event go down were shot up with fear.
"Man this ain't a time for fear you little pussies! IT seems like anyone who see's me is shocked that I do something useful!" Woods puts his left hand on his stomach, and whispers to himself, "what did I get myself into. Why does this happen only to me." He dared to even say that out loud. One of the army men seem to not like the decision that the man made and proceeds to say, "You know what boss, kill yourself!" He gets his gun to wake up and pulls the trigger like there is no tomorrow. The bullet doesn't make any inch or pulse into the ground. "God dammit!" The man said probably insane in the head. Woods starts to drag himself to feel a slight sting on the back of him, "what the hell is that!" He was wondering "am I going to die?" His whispers were getting harder to say with the sting getting harder and harder. Woods starts feeling the slightest bit weary. His gasps start to fade tho, "He's falling asleep!" A soldier yelled from the left. The soldiers start to heave him. He later is to wake up in a cell with no gasps blood or pain.