Unknown place, unknown time
‘Mumh, warm, warmth… shit where am I,’ Shepard jolted back fully to consciousness and she realised where she was an instant later.
‘This fukin place again… must be bleeding from somewhere…’ Shepard tried again to release one of her arms and this time with a little more success, she managed to manoeuvre her hand to her left side, moving past what was obviously brick or building debris of some sort.
Her fingers felt gingerly, the moist warmth could be nothing other than blood, and she tried to work out exactly where its origins were.
‘That is a fair sized hold in your side marine, bullet, bayonet… crush, at this point that doesn’t matter as much as how fast are you losing blood from it huh…’