Metal Gear Solid: Blood Red Hatred
Snake looked back once, not noticing that Otacon wasn't behind him until too late. Eyes widening and a wild curse, he turned on his heel and coughed, forcing his body to go back to whence he came. In the hallway, he saw Hal was on his knees, hands pressed tightly to his stomach. Soft splatters were heard as blood poured onto the floor in front of him.
Hal seemed just as surprised, his eyes staring down to the liquid that was leaving his body in numbed shock, mouths lack, before he looked up. Snake winced, mind reeling... Save Hal... or save Sunny.
"Hal... I..." Reaching out a hand the doctor smiled weakly, before pointing past him. Face was paling before snake's eyes, and the older male took a step forward. Otacon frowned and shook his head.
"Snake.... Go find her... I'll be fine...." He whimpered hoarsely, hand leaving the bullet wound to examine it for a moment. He was lying. He wasn't going to be alright. He knew his stomach was ruptured... and he knew full well that his very own stomach acid would begin to eat him alive soon enough. Wincing in pain and falling forward, his eyes closed, and he curled up. He heard Snake running to him, but he held out a hand. "No Snake! You need to find Sunny... D...Don't let her die like..."
Snake was silent, eyes tearing up as his lower lip quivered. "Hal I can't do that..." He urged, but he knew full well that if he didn't leave now, their chances of saving the young girl were slim to none. He saw Hal look up a final time, that reassuring smile on his face, despite the fact that tears were welling in his eyes, and he was bleeding all over the floor.
"Don't let her die like Emma..." He whispered, and Snake winced, eyes squeezing shut, before he launched himself through the door. Hal watched him leave... and his vision began to fade... Body became numb, and he dragged himself to the wall, propping himself up with a wince and a drag of his blood across the white tile, only to close his eyes and drift away...