[Dying meme u shIT] For a moment, there was silence, save for the quiet rasps at different tempos. Ellie lay on her stomach, face turned sideways as her fingertips grew warm with the blood seeping from her abdomen. Her chin twitched and her mouth hung open, as if half-shocked, half-drugged, the verge of dying almost upon her. The pieces of the shotgun's bullet had pierced her from shoulder to hip, in some sort of erratic line. [1/5]