Red-blue-red-blue, the lights of the wailing ambulance splashed over the bricks and Holly's form where it crouched over Rhys in his sitting position. The blood had spread further. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, mercifully allowing himself to pass out. The corpsmen were here. They could do triage. He was so tired.
"Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to move," one of the paramedics said, gently putting his hand on Holly's shoulder. "This man needs our help."
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on 2013-10-16 09:40 am (UTC)Red-blue-red-blue, the lights of the wailing ambulance splashed over the bricks and Holly's form where it crouched over Rhys in his sitting position. The blood had spread further. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, mercifully allowing himself to pass out. The corpsmen were here. They could do triage. He was so tired.
"Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to move," one of the paramedics said, gently putting his hand on Holly's shoulder. "This man needs our help."