Trapped

He was cornered and saw no way out. A leech had fastened itself to his calf, but the tight space he was confined in gave him no room to reach down and tear it off. Perhaps death would be a good thing, he thought, but in his foolish heart, hope could never die. He sighed. He didn't know if that made him some kind of hero or not. Seeing how he couldn't even save himself, he guessed that he wasn't.