I can't even feel the pain anymore. I also don't want to look at my arm, as it may be A)On the ground or B)loving messed up. I stumble to my locker, put the digit in, grab my armor, put it on. I also grab my rifle, when I look at my arm. I was about the scream when I put my hand over my mouth. It's covered with metal.
Yeah, let's do that.
I turn to Arin, and he is bleeding out.