Shots were fired, I could feel the warm liquid pouring down my stomach. It hurt but it wasn't bad, kind of like scraping your knee. But I couldn't move. I recognized these signs. I've seen them before. I wasn't surprised. It was bound to happen, that's what happens when you join the family. The smell of whisky and other alcohol filled up the room. I took my lighter and threw it at the pool of alcohol and blood on the floor.