Personal Narrative Fiction

Nodding my head, I slowly slid through, taking my time.
“Light’s on guys!” Prompto stated, pulling out his flashlight attaching it to his jacket along with Noct and Ignis.
“Damn,” I heard Gladio swear, “Would be easier if I was slightly smaller.”
He finally made it through, at least he didn’t get stuck this time.
“You just gotta lose a few pounds, that’s all,” Prompto joked.
“He’s just got broad shoulders, that's all,” I said, patting Gladio's arm. “Right, big guy?”
“Prompto. You want to have training after this at camp?” Gladio questioned.
“Shutting up!” Prommpto stated.
I couldnt help, but laugh, clipping my light to the front front of my shirt. It helped me to see a bit better, but it was still foggy.
“Something tells me, I’m not gonna like this,” I muttered, looking out in front of me.

“Let’s get this over with, before she bleeds to death and so we can fix her up at camp, I don’t think we’re gonna walk back to the Wiz Chocobo Post at night…” Noct said.
“Here, I’ve got a rag,” Gladio said, pulling one from his pocket. “It’s not much, but it’ll help stop the bleeding.”
With that, he was careful in grabbing my arm, tying. The cloth around the bite. I winced, but didn’t complain. As he said, it would help stop the bleeding.
“Thank you…” I whispered.
“Let’s go, put an end to that behemoth.” Noct