Split Second

Don't blink.

Because right now, a thumb cocks a gun.

Don't even blink.

Because right now, a finger squeezes a trigger.

Blink and you're dead.

A muzzle flash; black powder.

They are fast.

A bullet emerges; full metal jacket.

Faster than you can believe.

Lead flies quicker than thought.

Don't turn around.

You'll get shot in the back.

Don't look away.

Die like a man.

And

Entry wound.

Don't

Exit wound.

Blink.

Curtains.

Good luck.