Crimson and Comatose
It was sudden and unexpected. I heard the sound first, the bang that echoed through the stairwell. I immediately pinpointed its point of origin as coming from below me. I was closest to the edge and farthest down the stairs, my hands brushing along the railing. After the gunshots, I dropped to the floor and quickly pulled my weapon. I heard Rigsby fall back behind me, while Jane quickly backed against the wall with Lisbon beside him. Van Pelt was farther up the stairs and she was the first to announce the gunfire, which I found pointless, seeing as it was quite obvious someone was shooting at us.
I was determined to follow the suspect, carefully scaling down the steps as the shots continued to ring out below; whoever it was, they were determined to hit their target. I signaled for Rigsby to cover me as I hurried down to the next level. Rigsby fired some shots as I appeared at the door to the second floor. It was still closing when I arrived, indicating the gunmen's direction. My heart was racing, but my hands were steady and my movements deliberate. Rigsby and Van Pelt appeared beside me as I carefully opened the door and glanced down the hall. It was empty, but strangely dark considering it was a hotel. The gunmen had turned off the lights to hide his path, but I was not discouraged. He shot at my team and I was going to make sure he paid for it.
Rigsby whispered for me to wait, but I stepped into the hall and continued to my right in hopes of finding the man. Rigsby and Van Pelt had no choice but to follow. I could hear Lisbon barking out orders from the stairwell, demanding that we seal off the hall, but I was mad. Justice would be met.
I was silent when I noticed a light go out from under a hotel door. Someone within had turned out the lights, most likely the suspect. I pointed to the door with my gun, only to realize Rigsby couldn't see my signal.
"In there." I whispered, preparing to raid the room.
"We should wait for back up." Van Pelt uttered, but I was already kicking in the door. As soon as it fell in, I moved to the left of the door, waiting for any movement. The room was silent. I waited a few minutes before finally daring to move. I couldn't see anything, so I reached my arm around the corner in search of the light switch; however, my hands instead knocked a small picture of the wall. It clattered to the floor and immediately after, the room lit up like fireworks, loud gunshots ringing out around me. I tried to fire back, but a spasm of pain shot through my body forcing my hand to release the weapon onto the floor. The pain originated from my side and I quickly found myself on my knees, surrounded by darkness. I heard Rigsby's voice near me, but it became distant as I fell forward onto the floor, the taste of blood in my mouth. I was shocked and I'm not sure when, but the darkness in the room was gradually replaced with an empty darkness in my mind as I lost consciousness.