Happiness in Havoc

*Frank*
"Where am I? Who am I? What's going on?" Are all questions that pass through my head when I wake up in the middle of a street. I take a minute to sit up, and look around, only to collapse back down to the ground since my arms can't support me.
I decide to stay on the ground, but I still roll my head from side to side too see that I am in fact in the middle of a street, and on both sides of me are burning buildings. After lifting my head up, I find out that the whole town within my vision is burning, some buildings having already collapsed to the ground. Gunshots are ringing out everywhere, and there's screaming coming from every corner.
People are running around everywhere, and the whole scene is actually quite terrifying. The weird thing is, although there are a lot of what seemed to be normal citizens running around screaming, and of course there are the people who caused all this that are walking around with cockily with guns in their hands, there is a surprising amount of people who seem to be sneaking around with black hoodies on, hoods up.
Tired from looking around, I drop my head and close my eyes, just listening.
"Where in the fucking hell is Frank?!" I heard some guy yell from around a corner. Frank... that name sounds familiar. Frank.... Frank... Frank! That's my name! Maybe he knows something about me. I should see if he can help me.
"I swear to god when I find him I'm going to kill the bastard!" Never mind.
I force my limbs to push me up off of the ground and I start to do a sort of stumble-jog in the opposite direction of the voice.
"Hey!" I hear another voice call from behind me. Scared, I duck behind one of the burning buildings, hoping it wasn't me the voice was calling too.
"Hey." The voice says quieter coming from around the corner to talk to me. I noticed that he was one of those sneaky ones with the hoods. "What's you're name?" It asks.
"Frank... I think." I answer simply.
"Frank Iero?"
"I think... I don't know!" I shout back.
"Yep you're Frank. Okay listen. You are in trouble, but I'm here to help you. I need you to run that way." The person says pointing in the direction of the angry man, "That's the only part of town that they've already checked, and they aren't one to backtrack. If you can make it over there without them seeing you, it's GG. If you can't you're screwed, and so are the rest of us."
"Okay thanks..." I answer a little confused.
From the little bit I can see under it's hood, it looked like the person had opened it's mouth to speak again, but before it could, someone came around the corner, hitting it in the side of the head with the barrel of his gun.
"There you fucking are. Ohhhhhh boss is gonna be so happy when I bring you to him."
So I turned on my heel and ran. I'm running for my life when people from all around me start coming out from behind walls and buildings and places I didn't even notice were there, and I just keep running. I will run in the direction that kid told me to until I can no longer run.
And so I do.
I run and run and run. With gunshots and screaming ringing out from all around me, I run. Eventually though, I stumble and fall, my head hitting the ground. I try to fight the blackness that tries to flood my vision, and force myself back up. I probably am stumbling horribly, because next thing I know, the blackness takes over while I'm standing up, and I don't even feel the pain from falling again.

Notes

New book!!! I just thought of this idea in the shower yesterday so I think it might be okay. I don't really know though cause I'm fucking paranoid as all hell. Yay me!
Yeah whatever, but please tell me if this is okay...
frank.is.love.frank.is.life