"Hey sweetie, wake up." Kirsten had been sitting next to him, her arm draped over his shoulders, his head settled on her.
"What?" He slowly opened his eyes, Sandy was standing over him, with two guys he didn't recognize.
"Hey Ryan, I'm Duke and this is Monty, we're going to be taking you on a little ride okay?"
"Huh?" He blinked, confused. Then he remembered, oh right… The ambulance…
"We just need to do a couple tests first, okay?" Kirsten obligingly got out of their way as they went to work.
"Temp's a little low…" Said the guy sticking something in his ear.
"Pulse is a little high…" Said the guy wrapping the painful cuff around his arm.
"How's the leg?"
"Let's get the splint off…"
"It's soaked in sweat…"
"Severe swelling, slight abnormality in appearance…"
"Alright, let's take it off and immobilize- that thing is probably itching like crazy, right dude?"
"Huh?" Ryan stared at him uncomprehending.
The guy felt his arm, "Kid's dehydrated, let's get an IV bag in him."
"Dehydration?" Kirsten asked alarm.
"Didn't want to have to go pee…" Ryan explained tiredly, his eyes sliding shut.
"Alright kid, try and stay with us…" He felt them putting something on his leg, and then felt himself being gently lifted.
"I'm just going to take a little nap…"
"Come on, Ryan, stay awake man, okay?" But the darkness was calling, and he let himself give in.
