<span style="color: #FF0000">Fernando shook his head, laughing softly.<br/><br/>"My shoulder's fine," he said. "I'll be okay. It's you I'm worried about."<br/><br/>This wasn't necessarily completely true, as his shoulder was paining him a lot and he could feel blood oozing from the wound, but he wasn't about to talk about it right now. When they were back in the apartment he could tend to it all he wanted. <br/><br/>Looking back at Jayee, he saw that her leg was losing more blood as the time went by. Also, her body seemed to have relaxed into his arms and she was breathing slowly and deeply. She must have fallen unconscious from the loss of blood. Just as this thought, went through his own mind, he started to feel a little light headed himself. <br/><br/>Grunting with the pain in his shoulder, he used the last of his strength to pick her up. Slowly, for he couldn't walk very fast in his condition, he started to carry her over to the gates of the apartments, kicking mud at Micheal's corpse as he walked past it. Once he reached the gates of the apartments, the guards rushed up to him, asking all kinds of questions that at the moment he had no desire to answer. <br/><br/>"Just let me through," he said. "I'll answer your questions later. Just point me to the infirmary."<br/><br/>They did so, and Fernando walked on. He walked past children, women, and other men, all of whom were now looking at him carrying Jayee's unconscious body through the same paths they had been walking down as their normal selves not a few hours ago. They all stared, but what exactly was going through their minds Fernando could not fathom. Then again, no one person was the same, so each individual probably held their own opinions and thoughts as to what they were seeing. <br/><br/>For the most part, however, Fernando just walked. He didn't care about the pain in his shoulder and he didn't care whether they could have more traitors among them. For the moment, he just felt a deep relief. As he set Jayee down on a bed and a nurse rushed over to check her wound, Fernando looked outside again to see the rain had stopped falling. He, however, was wet from head to toe, part of his hair coming down onto his forehead. Finally, he collapsed onto the nearest bed he could find as everything went dark and he slipped into the world of dreams.</span>