Ashely was relaxing in her own little world when she got the feeling to look up.  Not too far from her, she saw a guy, the same one who spoke to her earlier, underneath a similiar tree.  He didn't appear to be happy, and seemed to be in pain.  She thought about minding her own business, but decided that maybe she could be of some help.  Rising to her feet and brushing off the grass, she worked her way over to the other accompanied tree.  She approached the guy slowly, not wanting to risk setting him off.  "Are you ok?"  She spoke quietly, noticing the blood that now oozed from his hand.  It was clear that he wasn't, but didn't what else to say.