<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Peter Halvardson</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Viking'</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Peter and Thomas could here the voices from the other side, while they worked feverishly to widen the gap. Somehow Alice had managed to calm Bull down. But Peter was sure, that Bull had only been overwhelmed by the situation. That mountain of a man was a true softy and thinking of his girls had simply been too much. But his wits seemed to return.  <br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"That's a bad deal, Alice. I want a replacement. I mean you are already bad enough as you are, but I explicitly asked for a sweet girl..."</span><br/><br/>Peter grinned expecting some rebuke from Alice. She wasn't one to avoid a verbal sparring. But everything that got Bull away from those melancholic thoughts would help. And honestly Peter preferred to hear some jokes from those two, than some encouragements and pity.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Peter, we have to be careful with this rock. If we move that one, the entire pile may collapse on Bull."</span><br/><br/>Peter stopped and examined the rock, Thomas had pointed out. There were some others laying half on that one and it may indeed happen that some rocks would tumble down on the two on the other side.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Ok, we avoid those and stay at the wall. I guess the next two should be enough for us to get Bull out of there."</span> <br/><br/>They removed the next one and Thomas crawled through the hole to push the last one out from the other side. It rolled down and Peter handed the stretcher to Thomas before he crawled to the other side. Alice had Bull's head on her lap and Peter felt her fighting with tears. At least it looked like that. <br/><br/>They quickly knelt down beside Bull and had a closer look at the rocks that trapped him. It looked like he had tried to escape from the rockfall and had been caught between two stones. Peter took his helmet off and shone his lamp between the rocks. He could see the leg standing off to the side and the white of the bone sticking out of the flesh. An open fracture, it could have been worse, but not a lot worser.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Ok Thomas, we have to lift those rocks away, carefully. Alice, you have to hold his thigh, so that he doesn't move. Bull, you have an open fracture, we will have to stabilize your leg and then we have to carry you back on the stretcher. You can't imagine how thankful I am that you decided to put on some extra muscle weight for your girls. Couldn't you have made a diet instead?"</span><br/><br/>Carrying Bull back to the lift, would be a horror trip.</div>