Four shots are fired and the groggy creature falls to the floor. Abby scoots backward quickly to avoid the huge body landing on her legs. Connor leans down and helps her to her feet, she stumbles and leans into Connor's shoulder.
"Ouch." Connor grabs Abby's arm and pulls it up to eye level, running his eyes all over the wound.
"Dear God. That doesn't look good at all." He quickly drops her arm and backs away.
"Connor?"
"Look at your arm Abby. Look at your arm!" Abby glances down at her arm,
"It's just- Oh God. What?" He pulls it up to her face, the colour in her arm has changed. It's a pale purple-ish colour instead of the usual healthy tone. Stephen rushes over, and Cutter as well. He prods the wound. Abby leaps back and yelps, "That hurts! Keep your poking fingers to yourself!" Stephen reaches across and pulls her arm so he can look at it.
"How bad does that hurt?"
"Pretty bad."
"Is it throbbing?"
"... Yeah. It is..."
"Not good. Connor."
"What Stephen?"
"Can you... Come watch Abby while we call Lester."
"What?"
"Cutter and I need to get Lester before that gets worse."
"What do you mean?" Connor's voice trails off, "You mean poison don't you?"
"Yeah. I mean poison." Abby pales.
"Am I going to die?" Stephen shakes his head,
"I don't know. We'll be back soon. Don't... touch anything. Keep your eye on that creature, and keep in touch." The two nod and sit down side by side on the curb. It's going to be a while.