Disclaimer: I do not own the X Files, nor any of the charcters...
I stare. I stare, utterly shocked. I look down and I can see what I can't yet feel.
Immediately my shirt is darkened as blood pours out of the hole in my rib cage. My disbelieving hand is drawn to the patch of red and I pull it back to prove that it is true.
I lift my head slowly and stare back at my shooter.
I open my mouth but falter and I try again only to choke.
I can't hold myself up.
I drop to my knees and with one hand I catch myself from completely falling, while with the other I feebly try to stop the torrent of blood leaving my body.
My arm is shaking from the strain to hold my body up, I let it collapse and I lie back.
I look up and you're standing above me. Again I try to open my mouth to speak, "You-" My sentence is halted as I feel fluid crawling up my throat. I try to keep it down but its forceful and so my body constricts and my muscles tighten as I cough to try and clear my airways.
I try again now that I can I can breathe, aware of time slipping away fast, "You-you" I repeat myself out of shock, "You shot me."I say and I know they could well be my last words.
The words are a shock to say and I can hear more than feel that I am once again struggling to breathe. My whole body wracks in attempts to breathe normally.
The pain has well and truly set in now, it's a hard throbbing crossed with a sharp sting, and it burns.
I close my eyes, though not due to lack of consciousness, it just seemed to hurt less that way but I don't remember when the pain stopped and I fell asleep…