Something inside your head tells you to run. You pivot and make a made dash down the hall. Gunfire erupts behind you and you feel searing pain in multiple places on your back. You drop fall to the floor and taste metal in your mouth. As your vision fades, the men surround you. The leader places his hand to the side of his head and says something into it. But, because of the amount of blood loss, you lose the ability to hear and fade into darkness.
YOU ARE DEAD.