"It's..." Cole had a vague idea of what a tourniquet was, but he couldn't seem to put the right words together in order to describe it. "Fuck, I don't know." At that moment he was so tired of this place and nearly everything it in - this kind of stuff just never ended. Living dead girls, blackouts, creepy gifts and now being attacked by a wolf was enough to push anyone over the edge, but somehow he'd still managed to get through it. Now it was just getting ridiculous.
"Okay." He lifted his head, clearly able to see that the blood flow wasn't stopping like it should have. "I'm not going to bleed to death, am I?" He didn't want to die, and he certainly didn't want to die in a hallway because of a wolf bite. He didn't understand why Ella was tugging at his shirt, looking up at her with a half-dazed look of confusion before Shane's unconscious form caught his attention.
"Great." He closed his eyes again, biting down hard on his tongue.