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『 the subway 』
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THICK CRIMSON LIQUID began to stain Delores skin, as she groaned, and leaned against the white tiled wall.
Five immediately spun around and saw Delores sitting on the floor and holding her arm, and his eyes went wide. Five quickly rushed over and knelt down.
"Shit," he mumbled, as he gently pulled her hand away from covering the wound, his heart pace quickening at the sight of Delores being hurt.
Delores shook her head, as he pulled her hand from covering the wound, her skin split open, as thick crimson poured from it.
Five frowned at the sight and then began to slide off her flannel, "I'm gonna have to rip your flannel, sorry." he apologized, and Delores let out a strained laugh.
"Least of our worries," she muttered, as she winced trying to sit up straight. Five shook his head and put his hand on her shoulder to keep her in place.
"Don't move." he sighed out, as she ripped the bottom of her flannel, "This is gonna hurt like hell." Five warned, and gently lifted her arm.
Delores flinched, "Not worse than getting an arm chopped off." she joked, and he shook his head at her.
"I was in shock. I didn't really feel it." Five said as he began to tightly wrap the cloth of the flannel around Delores's upper forearm.
"It's just a graze." she sighed, as Five tied the cloth tightly, "I'll be okay." Delores mustered a small smile, and he frowned at her again.
He then picked up her flannel that was ripped at the bottom, and helped her get it back on, "I'll buy you a new flannel." he said, pushing himself up, before keeping a hand out for her to hold onto.
Delores shook her head, using her arm that wasn't wounded to grab onto Five's arm, and pull herself up, "It's okay. I have a million at home." she looked around at the train station.
Five kept his hand in hers as he looked around at the white walls and foreign symbols, "Come on." he said softly, starting to walk.
Delores followed, as pain scorched at her arm. Five walked through the turnstile, then Delores as she followed.
They saw a large glowing sign with a subway symbol, and an arrow pointing downward at the staircase down below it.
