Carlos went out into the storm with his equipment, since the weather was really interesting around Sleepy Peak Peak (what, with Spooky island and that one side of the lake always being covered in dark, foreboding clouds).
As he approached one of the locations of a lightning strike however he paused, seeing a person on the ground. Oh no – did it strike someone?
Carlos hurried over and dropped his equipment to the side to start inspecting the body for life.
“He-hello? Hello, can you hear me? Sir?”
J: “Science… ‘m Jon..” he shifted uncomfortably “M-Mind if I pass out now..?”
“Yes, I mind very much,” Carlos said. “I need to get you somewhere safe. Camp Campbell is nearby – I can get you there to help patch you up. Stay awake, okay?”
J: he sighed softly, wincing as he sat up again “O-Okay.. But that might be hard…”
“I’ll help you. I just need you to keep talking to me.” Carlos quickly packed up what he could, deciding to leave some of his instruments near a tree to be found again later. He then reached to help Jon stand up. “Hold onto me… I’ll hold you up. Okay?”
J: he hesitates before taking the others hand, groaning softly as he got up and wrapped an arm around his waist “Wh-Where are We going..?”
“The camp,” Carlos reminded him. “It’s just a short distance away, I promise. You’re lucky you appeared where you did.”
J: he nods slightly, glancing up at him “Right.. The camp’s good… Which way..?”
“This way,” Carlos said. “Just hang onto me and try to keep moving.”
Carlos walked them to the nearest trail toward the camp. He hoped the
kids were doing an inside activity so they wouldn’t see the bloody,
definitely psychologically-scarring mess they were bringing in.J: he partically clung to the other, limping as he moved slowly through quiet forest, wincing and mumbling under his breath
Luckily there were no kids immediately within sight. Thank God. Despite all the crap that the campers went through, Carlos still wanted to prevent problems where he could. Especially since Angie was there now as well.
Carlos led the way to the medical cabin, making a note to replace the supplies he uses in helping Jon.
J: he let out a sigh of reliefe as he sat on the bed “I-I’ll be honest.. It’s getting kinda h-hard to keep Myself out of shock.. At this point” he ran a shakey hand through his hair as he glanced around the tent
“It’s okay,” Carlos told him. “Go ahead and lay down.” Carlos gently
pushed the other person down toward the bed before grabbing a pillow and
shoving it under his feet to keep them elevated. It would help with
blood flow to the brain and help keep Jon out of shock.
The Perfect Scientist 