Criteria: They say your life flashes before your eyes in the moments before you die. What would you see? What would one of your characters see?
What was it? Gunshot. Yeah. Right through my forehead. I was blinded, very temporarily, by the muzzle flash. It's weird, I actually felt it break through my skin, my skull, and my brain, as if everything was slowed right down. And right there, time stops. My brain is frantically searching for answers, for ideas as to what just happened and what it can do to fix it. I can tell you right now, brain, you've just been shot through. Nothing can help you now. We're as screwed as Keung was, just two seconds before me. They say when you die, your life flashes before your eyes. That's true. The problem is, what good does it do? It's like dreaming. You're in the moment, you enjoy it. Things happen, they don't have to make sense. your memories flood back, and you remember how you felt at the time. Mostly they're good, I think. There was a wedding, maybe mine, maybe not, and then there was the feeling of wine. Then warmth, like Christmas. Thousands of images flash in your brain, too fast to make out, but somehow you recognise each one, and each one makes you feel something you thought you never could. Although, granted, you realise, you never will. Time slowly comes back into proportion. The feelings of the past go, and are replaced with the burning sensation of a bullet passing through my brain. And, in a flash, everything stops.
The feelings never come back.