"I'll try."<br/><br/>Mikayla replied to Aerius but she didn't sound very confident. The wound was bad, her father needed to see a doctor. She tossed Allie the walking talkie so they wouldn't lose it. It was getting infected and Mikalya knew the best she could was some basic first aid here. Her father needed to get to a hospital. He needed antibiotics and probably stitches. She ripped her shirt and pressed it against her dad's back, trying to stop the bleeding.<br/><br/>"Sorry, Dad."<br/><br/>She said, she was sure it hurt. She sighed at his comments.<br/><br/>"I wish I could....Aerius was right, after all."<br/><br/>Her father would remember the theories Aerius had about the end of the world. He hadn't taken the boy anymore seriously then Mikayla had. It was a bad idea in hindsight now. She looked up at Aerius.<br/><br/>"It's bad. He needs to be in a hospital."