Crackle!
The soft crackling of a fire stirred John from his deep slumber. His eyes opened, revealing the low ceiling of a cave just overhead, a sight that had become all too familiar to him the last few months.
"Again?" John grumbled, his mind foggy from just waking up. His body ached with incredibly pain, and the thoughts of the battle against the Demon flooded back into his mind.
John's hand quickly moved to his right chest, feeling where the Demon's massive finger had pierced through. The wound had been six inches wide, and had shattered many internal organs of his. Thankfully it had just missed his heart though, or John was sure he would not have woken from such an injury.
