#riesgodeincendio

Hands trembled lightly as she stared at them, painted in warm red. Her breathing was unsteady and it felt as if the world was spinning. Sirens could be heard all around, but then she wondered if there were any at all and if her mind was just playing tricks on her. Of all the times any kind of monster had tried to attack her, this was the worst --- someone else had gotten hurt.

              ❝I-it's just-- it's not bad, I promise.                   You-- you'll be okay. But we need                   to get you to a h-hospital or something,                   just in case. I don't know if that thing was                   p-poisonous or something. I-I mean you                   look okay.❞

She wiped her hand along her thighs before she moved to help him up to his feet, concerned gaze flickering from his wound to his face to make sure he wasn't turning a nasty shade of green --- or worse, going pale.