It only takes a second to remove it but his body reacts, taking over from his brain, and he drops to the ground as his breath leaves him. The pain overwhelming his senses. He can feel the hollow passage through his body fill with the cold damp air for a moment, as if breathing in a lung full of fresh morning air, but through your kidney. It quickly floods with warmth as his blood pours into the already red mud like an open faucet.

This only lasts for a moment however as the wound quickly clogs with the thick sticky substance that is now going to be his saviour. A plague that seems like a death sentence, but is in fact more like a life sentence. No quick exit from this miserable world. Except for these poor bastards.