Adam was running down the corridor, looking out for anyone who could explain what was happening when he heard the screams. He ran towards them, skidding to a halt.
It took a lot to disturb someone who had seen as much as he had, but what he saw made him wince. The man was barely recognisable.
Before he could think, he'd dropped to his knees, and was reaching into his pocket for his penknife when he realised who it was.
"Jack?" he asked, as the blade sliced through his wrist. "I thought you- Oh, God," he murmured, realising what must have happened. The explosion.
He pulled the cut on his arm open more and held it over the other man. He wasn't sure if it would help Jack since he wasn't exactly a normal human, but he had to try.
The blood dripped onto the man's exposed wounds, and Adam sliced the artery open more, squeezing his wrist to ensure a faster flow.