Bleeding

Rock was dressed in a new pair of red racing flats, and red running shorts and singlet. He ran fast onto what he thought and hoped was a loop off the main highway outside of town and past a young boy and girl. He wondered whether they could tell him if he was indeed on a loop that led back to the highway, but they didn't know.
The girl commented on his dress. "Is your favorite color red?"
Rock continued on his way until he passed four men in their early twenties. He could tell they were each intoxicated. One of them, clearly the group's leader, let Rock know he was on the proper path back to the highway.
It took a minute before Rock saw evidence that these young men had been in a car wreck. One was bleeding profusely from his right arm.