Trapped (Full Story)

Chapter 14

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As Nick opens his mouth, a voice shouts: "Nick! Alby!" We all turn our head and find a boy running towards us with something in his arms. 

I immediately bolt over to the runner to see what was wrong. I stop suddenly when I see that it's Minho with Newt in his arms, Newt's leg obviously broken in three places. My hand flies to my mouth and tears begin to gather In my eyes. 

"I hate you Minho... I hate you..." Newt quietly whispers. 

"Minho, what happened?" Nick asks. Those words snap me out of my shock and I immediately realize what I have to do. 

"No time to ask questions, Nick. Go get Clint or Jeff and tell them to get some bandages when they get to the medhut! And Alby, I need you to send a glader to Frypan to get some ice, maybe six packs. Then you yourself get Gally and tell him I'll need three small, straight sticks and one long one as long as Newt's leg and as straight as possible, alright? And Minho, help me get him to the medhut." I say, finally turning to look at Minho. 

"Hold up, how do you know their names?!" Nick asks. I glare at him and repeat: "again, you guys are very loud. Now GO!" I shout. 

Everyone listens and I run with Minho towards the medhut, running ahead so I could prep. Newt's cries of pain only made me go faster. I found the nearest open room and quickly cleared up the bed, and then the rest of the room. Minho runs in a few minutes later and lays down a crying Newt on the bed. 

"Thanks Minho, now go do your thing in the map room." I tell him as I prepare to prep. 

"What? No! He's one of my best shanks!" Minho argues. 

"Just go! He'll be fine!" I say, pushing him out of the room. Minho hesitantly nods before running towards the map room. 

Minutes later, Clint comes In with a bunch of bandages, followed by a glader with six Ice packs and Gally with the splints I asked for. Jeff also came running in. Time for surgery. Yikes, this won't be pretty.