[ WP ] A homeless person is about to die . Write about it from the perspective of his/her dog

Sirens. They ’ re loud, but I can ’ t hear them. They ’ re bright, but I can ’ t see them. Humans are all over the place, many of whom have witnessed the collision. But, I do n't care. Their presence means nothing to me. 
 My body is cold. My fur is sticky with some substance I am not familiar with. My paws are bathed in it. It smells metallic. It smells of Master. 
 *Master*. 
 My sight darts back and forth over the one presence that matters to me. Master is sprawled out on the street, covered in the same metallic substance that I feel I can never get used to. I don ’ t like it. 
 I slowly move my mouth toward Master ’ s hand and try to lick it away. I am instantly repulsed by the strong taste, but I continue. Maybe if I can get Master all clean again, rid him of this dark fluid, he will once again pet me with this hand. He ’ ll throw my favorite toy, the one he dug out of the junkyard for me, with this hand. He ’ ll splash water from the park lake at me with this hand. He ’ ll do all of this while wearing that perfect smile. 
 I love seeing that smile. 
 Ever since that first day that Master found me, almost frozen to death in a cardboard box, and took me into his coat, I knew this human was different. No one shared anything with me. But, he shared his warmth. He shared his smile. He had nothing, but gave me everything. His smile saved me. 
 But, Master isn ’ t smiling anymore. 
 The darkness is spreading faster than I can lick it away. 
 *Master, please get up! Smile for me! * 
 I now pace frantically around, pushing my snout into his side. This always makes him laugh, even when he was just frowning a minute ago. 
 Master isn ’ t laughing. 
 Suddenly, I feel something go up and over my neck. A hard tug sends me backwards. I am being dragged away, away from my Master. 
 I fight against it, desperately trying to stay near him. The foreign entity cuts into my neck, but I ignore it. It is nothing in comparison to the unbearable pain located under my fur in my chest. I try to lunge at the human controlling this device, but it is tightened and I am forced back. With each tug, Master is getting farther and farther away. More humans gather around him, gather around *my* Master. One is holding some type of cloth. 
 *I need to protect him. * 
 I use all the energy I have left and tug away with all my might. The foreign entity clatters to the floor and I run away from the lunging hands of the humans. I run faster than I ever have back to my Master. 
 With a bark that shatters the night, the humans disperse in a panic upon my return. A return to my…. 
 *Master? * 
 Where has my Master gone? All I can see before me is complete darkness. This is not Master. Where has Master gone? 
 A sudden, sharp pinch in my side captures my attention for only a second before a warm sensation envelopes my shattered conscious. A memory of the warmth of Master hugging me close flashes in my mind as my sight begins to dim. 
 *You said wherever you go, I go, Master. * A whimper escapes my throat. *So, why are you leaving me behind now? * 
 My legs give out and I hit the ground hard. Every part of my body is numb. 
 *Please take me with you. * 
 And as if answering my thoughts, darkness begins to cover me, too. 
 *You couldn ’ t see, Master, but I was always smiling along with you. * 
 The darkness is now everywhere. 
 *Your smile saved me…..so why can ’ t mine save you? * 
 

