Courfeyrac was on the ground before he could even scream, falling face first and in utter shock before the pain set in. He had a delayed reaction to the shooting pain going up his legs and he quickly realized that he was going to be in seriously deep trouble.

He tried to call out to Max, to say something, anything to her, but the only sound that came out of his mouth was a horrified and strangle wail.

God, why was this happening to him? Why couldn't he get to his feet? And what the hell was wrong with Kevin's face?

"Run!" He finally groaned, grabbing a clump of grass and dirt from the ground to pitch it at Kevin. He was gasping and trying to kick away from the looming man with the pipe. "Max! Leave us!"