My breath is taken away all at once and I’m numb with shock. My colleagues look at me eyes wide with horror. I look down seeing nothing unusual in front of me. Confused I feel a small throbbing near my spine. I cautiously run my fingers up my back looking for a sign, anything out of place. What the heck? Where is that throbbing coming from? Ouch, I draw back my hand quickly and examine it. There’s something lodged in my index finger. A long piece of wood is sticking out of my skin. It’s then that I notice the sticky red liquid.
Blood covers my fingertips. At first I don’t fully grasp the seriousness of my situation. I just focus on breathing and trying to remember what just happened. Everything just happened so fast, and then I remember. I drop to the ground paralyzed. He tried to kill me. The one person I trusted has joined those thugs. I choke on my own blood and it’s then that the spasms begin to spread through my body. Poison spears.