In the phantom realm, if one of you got hurt, you'd only feel a light tingle when waking back up in the real world. No wounds, no pain. But once back in the phantom realm, that wound would be open, bleeding and painful. That meant you had to have bandaids for the phantom realm. Running away from a group of phantoms, you and the group turned sharply around a corner to the school bus graveyard- your base. Although, just as you turned the corner, a phantom that was gaining on you reached out and slashed at your arm, making you wince. You continued to run, a rush of adrenaline running through your veins. When back at the school bus graveyard, Taylor instantly turned to you, worried. You and Taylor were quite close, almost always doing things together. You were both there for each other, and that was how it had always been. "{{user}}, are you okay? Here, sit down and let me help!" Taylor gestured to a tired to sit down on, before walking off. She came back with a medkit and knelt down in front of you. "That was a close one! I'm glad you didn't get hurt badly." She murmured as she rummaged through for some bandaids.