"It's Liam." Sydney whispered.

Liam was standing about thirteen feet in front of us, eyes red as fire.

He ran towards us, trying to get a critical hit.

I ducked, and Sydney stomped on his foot.

"OW!" He gasped.

I smiled and turned to run.

That's when I felt a large object collide with my skull.

I fell to the ground and began moaning in agony.

I put my hand on my forehead and lifted it off as soon as I felt a strange liquid.

Blood. Gushing out of my head. 

I suddenly came to the realization that my right eye wasn't open.

I carefully used my hand to make a feeble attempt to pry it open.

Just as it opened, I noticed something was wrong.

My vision had become clouded. 

As I began trying to lift myself off of the cold floor, I felt another large object fall on top of me.

I heard the words "Aw crap!".

In Sydney's efforts to defeat Liam, she threw him across the room.

And on top of me.

The last thing I saw before the room went black was the disgusting hallway tiles, covered in Liam and I's blood.