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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 5:54 am
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Steve nodded and followed them, knowing fully well what the virus could do to a person, even to someone as nice as Rebecca. He felt a bit sheepish overreacting with Claire's wound. It was just a scratch, she's a tough girl she had worse things than those. They ran and made it to Rebecca, but it seemed like they were too late. He immediately felt numb all over, seeing a fellow in a state like this. It was hard to believe that a few hours ago, they were talking about Claire's condition. He placed his uzi on the floor and went towards Rebecca, pausing to turn and face Claire. Claire, your brother's right, we have to get her out of here. She's already in shock, she's going to die here if we don't get her to a hospital. He bent and looked at Rebecca closely, thinking fast on how to carry her without causing any more damage to her body. We need a stretcher, at least a cloth one. If not, we have to carry her without letting her back and head move.
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Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2010 5:56 am
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As the stretcher came in, Steve carefully placed his hands on Rebecca's back, and immediately felt blood go to his arms and hands. Lifting her slowly, cautious with her head and back, he put her on the stretcher, then positioned himself to one end of the stretcher for the carrying. Someone get the other side, and let's start moving her right now. he spoke with a bit of force, knowing that time is not on their side right now. He felt the presence of a new guy, and gestured him to the stretcher. Come on, help me lift her.
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