There was a moment of silence in the hospital as all heads turned to face them, taking in the sight of not just one bloody woman, but two. A majority of Penny's cuts had been closed up over the glass, but she still looked as if she'd been bathing in blood. A scream broke the silence and, apparently, the spell that had been holding everyone rooted to the spot.
A floating gurney was conjured by Healers and Penelope was carefully lifted onto it, groaning as she regained some semblance of consciousness. She could hear them talking quickly and quietly amongst themselves. They were saying something about broken ribs, class contained under her skin, and the nick she'd apparently taken to her femoral artery. Tears started flowing down her face, leaving rivulets in the blood. She couldn't move her head to find Angelina. Penelope was muttering to herself, though in her mind she was screaming for both Charlie and Marcus as loudly as she could. She started sobbing even as the dark of unconsciousness crept up on her again.