I was in my living room with four other people. We were all cops with hand guns. We decided to play a game and shoot one another.
I didn’t want to play. I hid under a blanket on the couch to protect myself from the bullets.
I got shot five times. Twice by one of my co-workers.
I had bullets holes on my arms and the right side of my stomach. I managed to shoot a few of the people, but I wanted out.
I ran away while my co-worker tried to get the attention of the others to stop me.
I ran out of the house in my socks for a couple of blocks. It was dark.
I hid in the backyard where there was a children’s party going on. They didn’t mind.