The sound is deafening, startling.
Time slows down, adrenaline released, your mind and reflexes shoved into overdrive.
The world stops when he says your name, his tone foreboding.
Your heart freezes as crimson spreads, blossoming across gray like an ill-formed flower.
Eyes lock with yours, his collapse unhindered.
The world speeds up, his name torn from your lips as your knees land next to his fallen body.
Hands ghost over fabric, finding purchase.
Pressure to the wound, frantically begging.
Don't you dare.
No.
Please, no.
He doesn't listen.
The bleeding slows.
His heart stops.
Your heart screams, and time shatters.