Re: Open
Ronnie looked up as a man came over. His face at the begining of the evening looked like an IT Boy's candidate compared to now. Pale and shaking he looked up, then down at the woman as she seemed to pass out again.
"I.. oh. God. Yeah. I'm..." he stopped, closing his eyes. "I don't know. I can't radio for help, the walkie's bus-" he stopped, looking at it. "No. Shit. We have to help them. Do you know where there's... bandages or something? Anything? Shit!"
He was trying hard not to freak out, but he had never seen anything like this, never been in a situation where he had a badge and everybody around him needed help.