My senses failed in the midst of tiredness, bullets cut through the wind all the time, my feet refused to walk another step, in my arms, I dragged through the mud, the only remnant of happiness that I had left, I knew that if leave him behind, the dogs would catch him and not only kill him but extinguish everything in his heart.
I knew they were behind us and the trail of blood that extended with each step made it clearer that the hour of our death was near.
Like a lightning bolt, the metallic creaking of a heavy door spread, for a moment I thought it could be the gates of paradise, but when I dared to look, all I saw was the devil himself.