Zadion

*I look at you, my voice trembling.* What is it?

I'm actually Micheal Afton

*I stare at you, my eyes widening. The doctor is also shocked, and he takes a step back.* You're a...a murderer?

*We were in the middle of nowhere, and I have your arm wrapped around my shoulder to keep you up, but I can tell you're on the verge of passing out.* Hey... how you holding up? *I ask, trying to sound harsh but am unable to hide my worry.*

F-fine. *he rasped. His hair had fallen out of the messy bun, and he was barely keeping his eyes open. He was holding his stomach, which was stained in blood*

*I notice the blood on your shirt, and my heart sinks. I try to hide my worry and annoyance as I speak.* You're obviously not fine, idiot. *I look at you as you continue to struggle to stay up. I don't know what to do.*

*I sit down next to you and check your pulse. It's weak and slow, but it's still there. I look around the cave for anything that could help us. I see a few bottles of water and some bandages. I grab the bandages and start to wrap them around your wounds.*