Ambulance ride Who: Torshael, Brock(NPC), and Roxy Where: First Baptist Church, Ambulance, Hospital When: Late evening
Torshael had Brock push the phone off the desk and onto the floor, where he managed to get at it with the hand that wasn't covered in blood. While he dialed 911, he held the other hand tightly over his arm, shocked at how much blood was already escaping his body. The coppery smell and slick feel made him want to vomit, but he knew he had to keep it down long enough to tell the operator where he was at.
"First Baptist Church, out on East Main Street," he said, clenching his teeth through the pain. The operator replied that an ambulance would be out shortly, and Torshael let the phone fall to the floor. He ripped his shirt off, which took all that was left of his energy, and tied it around his arm, hoping to staunch the blood until the ambulance arrived. Brock curled up in his human's lap, doing his best to comfort Torshael and keep him awake.
They will be here soon, Brock said to Torshael, leaning up and licking the pastor's cheek with a rough tongue. Generally Brock was not so loving, but when his human's health was in danger, he was worried.