Who: Amelia Bones and Evan Rosier Where: The Ministry rubble When: Jan 10th, early morning What: Amelia finds Evan Rating: TBD
He wasn't sure how long he'd been under this pile of rock, but he wasn't going to be able to take it much longer. Evan could barely move, he was so cold and tired and hungry and the pain of his shoulder seemed to get worse as the days went on. If he'd counted right, it'd been at least a week and still nobody had found him. He wondered if anybody was even looking. He was sure Octavius would be, if he was still alive.
Evan shifted uncomfortably, crying out at the pain. If he was right and his shoulder was broken, it was probably already healing and it hadn't been set properly. He doubted his arm would be much good to him if it wasn't fixed, but then it might not matter if he never got out. He started shouting for help, something he'd been doing regularly every day since whatever happened happened. The journal didn't seem to help and the woman he took it from was half-crushed under a rock nearby and was starting to smell. The freezing cold only preserved people so much, it seemed.