Troublesome

They all fell silent at the voice calling from behind. It wasn't just a random shout. The voice was clearly aimed at them, specifically asking for help. After a brief pause, they exchanged glances.

"Let's just go. No need to get involved in something troublesome," one of them said.

"I was thinking the same," another agreed.

– "No! No! Please, don't leave! Help me! Please, save me! Gah, ugh!"

As they turned their backs and started to leave, the owner of the voice seemed to have a fit. Though they tried to ignore it, the sound of desperate coughing made one of them glance back.

When they looked, a man was tumbling down the hill. Blood trailed behind him, marking a straight line every time his body hit the ground.

"Help me! Ugh, gah!" The man, despite his severe fall, managed to stand and run toward them. His entire body was covered in blood from numerous wounds.