Trapped (Unfinished)

13- POV Mitch

After a long drive, we finally pull into parking lot in town.

Avi finally came to his senses about 5 minutes ago. The girls are have been comforting him since the accident.

Kevin is helping him out as much as he can with basic first aid, but his knowledge doesn't stretch far enough to help cast Avi or anything. Not
to mention that we definitely don't have the right instruments or tools. We've tried cleaning out the wound as best as we could and then gave him a simple splint.

"Anyone wanna come with me to go out and look around town?" Kevin asks.

"Sure," I shrug, throwing on my jacket and boots.

"Thanks homie. See ya'll in a few!" Kevin yells into the bus as we walk out the door.

Shutting the door behind me, I hear Scott yell back, "Be safe!"

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There is literally nothing in this town.

The town consists of the gas station (that the tour bus is parked at), a small grocery store that is completely knockoff brands, a liquor store that I obviously need to stop by, and a scary, deserted looking motel. There are few other buildings we passed as well, but we couldn't tell what they were. The entire town feels unsafe, with worn down signs and loads of graffiti everywhere.

We finally get to a small shack with a small sign on the door advertises medical attention. The graffiti on the side of the building shows skeletons and drugs.

Kevin and I make eye contact and I reach for the door.

Inside the building, a yound lady, maybe 22, sits at a desk. The inside does not look like it belongs in this town. It has nice big chairs along the wall with a coffee table in the middle.

The lady at the desk is dressed in a blouse with a tight bun in her hair. She seems like she should be in a modern, three story library, not a town like this.

"Hello," Kevin steps up to the desk, and the lady looks up.

"Hi," she smiles at us. "You're not from here are you? Caught in the storm?" We nod.

"Yeah, one of our friends cut himself on the ice about an hour ago in the storm. Is there a chance you could help him?"

The lady nods. "Dr. Smith is on a break right now. Why don't you go get your friend, and we can help him as soon as Dr. Smith gets back. As you can tell we don't have many people who come around."

"Yeah, thanks!" Kevin says as we head back out into the storm.

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After a good fifteen minutes of trying to find a way to bring Avi down the road, we finall decide on wrapping his leg in Mitch's sheet and all carrying him.

Avi woke up as we picked him up, his face contorting in pain. His skin is turning pale, because he's lost so much blood, so I'm glad that we found somebody to help him.