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"Put pressure on the wound! He's bleeding out!" Archie ordered the men, some were running in all directions, others sat down painfully silent, thinking about what just happened and who they lost, others were thinking about what they did. Yes, surprisingly some, were capable of sympathy and empathy, a bit hard to believe but very true.
Two men, including Archie gently, but still urgently dropped Tom down on an old stretcher that was nearly touching the ground under the tent. One of them putting pressure on his thigh that was endlessly dropping with blood. "Here, here, just hold it like that, I'm going to go someone." Archie said urgently giving the man some rags and running out of the tent.
Trying to get a hold of the dire situation, the man was switching between rags, clumping them together, and switching to his own hands, everything was just getting drenched in blood, it was overwhelming. The two men took off their shirts, using that fabric as well. "He's going to be fine, it's just the leg, once we get the bleeding under control, he'll be fine." The man reassured his partner who looked like he had seen a ghost.
And that was the truth, he was going to get through this, he had been through worse, much worse.
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[12 HOURS AFTER THE MASSACRE]
Behind the walls of primrose colony, it was still quiet, people walking around outside, some wrapped in blankets, just waiting for something to happen, waiting to hear from their loved ones that were behind the walls, and some just grieving together with the community for those they had lost just hours ago. Within the walls it seemed that time stopped completely, there was no daytime, just the endless night.
Charlie felt it too, him and his friends, his family. For hours he sat on the porch, shaking his leg up and down to no end. He was worried, for the first time he was worried about Juliet. For as long as he knew her, he knew she was sensitive, at times silly, and sweet, but she was tough and knew how to take care of herself. hHe'd never been worried about her safety, until now.
With her time spent with the group from Texas, she never really needed help, she did alright on her own, and even better with a team. It was safe to say, they were all scared. Over the years they grew a bond with the young girl, and they loved each other, they would die for each other. Charlie felt for Juliet, a little more than just a friend and always had her back, Mia felt like a protective aunt towards her, and with Asia, they were the best of friends. Even though Markus did sometimes get annoyed with Juliet, he felt as if she was just very difficult and hard to control. Still he acted as an uncle taking care of his annoying niece that his daughter adored.
"I don't know if she's coming back, not this time, it's like a bad feeling I have in my gut. I don't know why." it was true that she had been gone far way longer on her own, but not in these dramatic conditions. There was zone blue out and thirsty for blood, not to mention all the attention Primrose was getting from the amount of noise that was happening, not only did it draw revenants, but it could've attracted smaller groups up to no good.
