[b]Shit. You just couldnt hold back severing my hand could you? Just like you got your hand cut off![/b] "AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" [b]I kneel down, holding my wrist. Im in more pain than ever. I sit against the wall, and my vision slowly fades. Blood loss is getting too great. I try and bandage it up as best i can, and then i run off. Im surprised i havent gotten any leg injuries. Lucky too. I run back to a safe location and begin to inspect the wound, thinking about what i can do to fix it. A prosthetic is probably the only way i can stop the pain and keep my hand, but i dont know how the hell i can get a prosthetic hand on short notice. I open up my tac-pad and call Emily. [/b] "Emily! This is Andrew! I need assistance! My hand is fuсking lying on the ground in front if me!!! I need backup!!!!"