!ZpTzBYEMI. 04/12/10(Mon)05:13 No.9141999|
She doesn't understand your words, but she understands your tone and the fact that you're treating her wounds. She doesn't seem grateful, exactly, but rather more resigned to the treatment. Granted, you were the one who shot her in the first place. It's not clear whether her condition is really improving or not, but she seems to be in less distress. She's probably on the edge of shock, but there's only so much you can do.
You restrain her with the rope, just to be sure, and set about transferring everything of importance into the new truck. Your bailout bag is mostly undamaged, save a few bullet holes.
You give her some water and set her up in the passenger seat with legs braced and elevated, then show her the map. She doesn't seem to be lucid enough to help you at this point, however.
Lacking any other options, you put the truck in gear and follow the tracks in the sand...
Yes, she is moderately hot. On the other hand you're both wounded and this really isn't the time.
[I'm going to have to call it a night at this point. I'm both too tired and too drunk to continue. We'll resume another night.]