You fell back against a tree, huffing as you put pressure on your wound. Ellie came around shortly after, frantically setting down her things. “Let me see, let me see… move your hand.” It took some prying, but she got your hand off, examining the wound.

“Jesus…” she pressed your hand back against it, lifting you up to lean against her as she brought you to a nearby abandoned building. She put you on the floor, rolling up your shirt. “Alright, Ellie… you got this, you’ve done this before.”