Instead of answering, the woman simply sighed. To her, Karin's question was probably stupid, maybe the answer was even obvious to everyone but Karin.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">Yet still, wouldn't you think she'd have the decency to at least answer me?</span>, she asked herself, but then shook her head at herself.<span style="font-style: italic">Thinking like this helps no one.</span><br/><br/>After what seemed like an eternity, the woman finally returned her attention to Karin, her face determined. However, instead of answering the question she walked forward, touched Karin's shoulder and pointed towards the silver tree.<br/>"...You jumped because of the tree?" Karin asked, bewildered, before yet another scream tore the air apart and made her cover her ears. Though this scream sounded different from the others, it still provoked an intense feeling of terror within Karin. It was short, but by the time she mustered the willpower to look up, the woman was slowly backing away, staring at the tree as she clutched her arm: Where Karin was sure nothing had been before was now a giant wound. Had it always been there, was there a chance she just hadn't noticed, having been so caught up in the moment and her own thoughts? ...No, there was no way she wouldn't have noticed a wound this big.<br/>"She... She's wounded, is anyone a doctor?!" Karin screamed and ran to the other woman's side, crouching down next to her. "Anyone, anyone at all! Please, it looks serious!" she continued when nobody answered her call.<br/><br/>No, of course there wasn't a doctor. Of course not. Karin sighed heavily to help her focus and looked at the wound up close; even though the woman was clutching it, it was too big for her hand to cover. It didn't look like Karin expected a wound of this size to look... There was something black on it and not a single drop of blood. Surely that wasn't normal, had dirt gotten into it?<br/>"We need to clean this..." Karin muttered. "Water... We need water over here!"<br/><br/>Again, not a single person came to their aid. "Damn it, not a single one of you have just a small bottle of water? Not even one?" she yelled angrily. "Of course you do! And you won't even share it to help? What kind of people are you!?"<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">That water might save their lives down the road, they won't use it on a stranger...</span>Despite knowing that was true, she couldn't accept it, couldn't fully believe it.<br/>Then, a young boy of about seven or eight ran towards them until he stood in front of Karin. A half-full bottle of water in his hand.<br/>"I... I got some," he said timidly, offering the bottle to Karin.<br/>"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Karin said accepting the bottle. "You're such a nice boy," she then told him before returning her attention to the woman.<br/>"We need to clean the wound. It'll get infected if--â€œ<br/>She didn't get to say any more, for she was suddenly shoved out of the way by a guy she had not noticed being there before. He spoke to the woman in a weird, stiff manner, but more importantly his words indicated that they knew each other - in Karin's mind, that was better than finding a doctor.