I closed my eyes tight, knowing that the timer was up, and a decent explosion came from the cabin I was in front of, pushing me back from the shrapnel, and sending my crowbar flying, landing near Arty. I hit the ground hard, pushing the air out of me, and I felt a sharp wave of pain from the shrapnel of the cabin that stuck in me. The pain gave me difficulty in breathing, and I couldn't move. I just lay still on the ground, looking like a dead body, though without any armor, as my hoodie, as well as my jeans, were ripped pretty well from the shrapnel as we as parts of my skin, making me bleed.