Sook rushed to get the first aid kit and hot water and rags to help. She carried everything through and kneeled down beside the couch. "How about you can have my bed when you're not bleeding to death on my couch? I like my bedspread."
She rinsed one of the rags and tenderly cleaned his wound. "My explanation's bad because nobody really knows where we are. Everyone on this island woke up here." Sook looked up into his eyes for a second, "It doesn't exist. We can't leave." she hoped in the least it'd distract him from the pain.