Pressed against a rock blood poured profusely from  his cheek
To control the spasm
To slow the bleeding was not possible.
Panic and Instinct took over as soon as the flesh was pierced by metal that ripped through the layers of skin
Followed by the instant need to breath,
pain soon took over and a black out was near.
He continuously flipped sides wondering if this would bring him closer to the direction of survival.
Instinct-
Before any direction was taken, a light reflected into his eyes
Unable to blink he finally saw what was forth coming

Detached from his body he was now was split into two.

*to the tune of "Oh-My-Darlin'" in A minor

The fish was prepared deliciously
A Lemon pepper rub grilled into the skin.
Avoir poison!