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Jimmy and Cindy were just coming back from hike to the spring. They were bringing back water from the camp. Cindy leaned against a tree and took a few deep breaths. Jimmy just smiled at her.
"What?" she asked.
"It's just, well, I never noticed how beautiful your hair is when it's down. I've never seen you wear it like that before," he told her.
Cindy tried to shrug, but she was blushing. The moment was broken when Carl came running over. "Jimmy!" he shouted.
Jimmy sighed. "What is it, Carl?"
Carl pulled up one of his pant legs and revealed a pretty big cut. Jimmy bent down on one knee and looked it over. "How'd that happen?"
"I tripped when I was getting some food. Am I going to be ok?" Carl nervously asked.
Jimmy laughed a little. "Don't worry, you'll be fine. But I better sew it up, just to be safe," Jimmy told Carl as he took out the sewing kit.
"Uh, do we have to? I'm scared of needles," Carl said as he shuddered.
Jimmy took another look at the wound. "Yeah, I think it would be best."
Jimmy went to put the needle in, but Carl just started shaking. "Ugh, fine. Just keep this on all time," Jimmy said as he pulled a shirt out of his backpack. He poured a little water on the wound to clean it. He then tightened the shirt around Carl's leg. Jimmy smiled as he admired his work.
Several days later Jimmy came back from another trip to the spring. Nick ran up and started shouting.
"Alright, calm down. What's going on?" Jimmy asked.
"Something's wrong with, what's his name? Wheezer," Nick told him.
"Carl's hurt?" Jimmy asked, very concerned. Nick ran off to a small hut a few hundred yards away. Jimmy followed him.
When he entered the shelter he saw a very sick Carl lying under a blanket. Libby, Cindy, and Sheen were also with him. Jimmy handed Carl some water, which he quickly drank. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"He's got a fever, and he's been throwing up. He's really sick," Cindy told him.
Jimmy felt Carl's forehead, it was burning hot. "Carl, Carl! Can you hear me?"
"Jimmy, it hurts," he weakly mumbled.
Jimmy turned to Nick. "When you threw me out of the camp, did you find any aspirin on the dead passengers?"
"Sorry, dude. We already showed you everything we found."
Jimmy took a deep breath and prepared himself. For once, just once, let me be wrong. Jimmy took the bandage off of Carl's leg. Everyone in the hut spun around and started gagging. The wound was green and badly mutilated. Jimmy turned back to Carl.
"Alright, what to do. What am I going to do?" Jimmy asked nobody in particular.
Nick snapped his fingers. Everyone turned around and looked at him. "Jimmy, don't you have something to, uh, what do they call it? Uh, sterilize! That's it! Don't you have something to sterilize the wound? I know that I heard there's something on a plane that you can use for that. What is it?" Nick asked.
"Vodka?" Jimmy and Cindy sadly told him.
"Yeah, vodka! Do you have any of that?" Nick eagerly asked.
Jimmy sadly turned to Cindy. "Did you find any back at the cockpit?"
Cindy was nearly crying. "We searched through all of the wreckage and bodies. There wasn't any."
