E/O Challenge: Stumble
100 words exactly
The Woods are Dark and Deep
The lacerations were deep, but I only had time for a patch up job, the Werewolf would soon be back.
I tore a strip off my jacket and wound it tightly around my brother's body, staunching the blood loss from his damaged side.
He groaned as I tied the makeshift bandage in place.
"Dean … we gotta go," I murmured, hoisting him to his feet and wrapping his arm around my shoulder.
"Whatever … you say … bro," he hissed, leaning heavily against me for support as we stumbled through the dense undergrowth, the Werewolf's howl echoing through the darkness.