Dazed and Disordered
The dust cleared, and his head swam. He could already feel an aching soreness seeping into his muscles and bones like a poison. He wiggled his fingers and toes, (to make sure nothing was broken) and found he was lying on his chest, face first in the dirt…and, he was missing a shoe, and his cellphone.
He winced when he rolled over onto his back and felt something digging into his hip. He pulled the broken tip of his phone's antenna from beside his hip. With slick red hands, he found the other half was broken off in his side.
