The situation was getting worse.
The fact that it was night-time with a continual downpour of heavy rain made it just about impossible for him to make out who was shooting at him. The additional knowledge that his own gun had clattered to the ground some time back while trying to get away didn’t help. He had obviously walked into something that would be hard to escape from. He frantically looked around. The large truck parked in the middle of the yard would give him cover if only he could get to it. He took a deep breath and sprinted across and safely ducked down behind it while more bullets flew.
Now panting, he looked around from his new point of view. The rain still pelted down, but he could see that the side door of the administration building gaped open. If he could sprint once more and get inside he would have gained some decent cover with the additional possibility that he could make a call for help.
With a supreme effort he took off again as fast as he could. He had only made it half way when he heard the shot, it came from behind him. In that moment he realised there was a second shooter. Then, there was the burning sensation that came with being shot in the back. He staggered and fell. He realised the game was over for him and everything went black.
He ripped the virtual reality goggles off, and threw them down with a sigh.