As he laid on his back looking up into a deep red sky, he knew dawn was upon him and that he had been there all night. He was cold and his head was sore, yet he managed to roll onto his side without giving into the urge to vomit.
After a few deep breaths, he tries to regain his senses and block out the pain before rolling over onto his stomach. Gritting his teeth, he manages to prop himself up onto his elbows and look out across the damp desert floor.
Still in a daze, he takes in the morning scene with a sea of red before him. His eyes widen in true horror as he remembers vividly what had happened that evening. Opening his mouth, he lets out a long silent scream before passing out and his head drops to the floor in a puddle of blood...
