I coughed blood as the knife plundered into my stomach. The man grabbed me and started yelling weird words at me. He smiled at me before he through me back down. I hit the ground with a smack and felt something hot and thick spread as my head lied there. I felt it enter my mouth and fall down my throat, realizing it was blood. My whole right side of the face was mushed, red and bleeding badly. The man grabbed my arm and started pulling with all his might. I screamed, hearing the crackling sound of my arm coming out of its socket. He let go when he pulled it, backwards, to my head. I tried to move, tried to do something but it felt like I was