<strong>Roderick, Saturday</strong><br/><br/><em>What?</em>Roderick wasn't certain if his eyes were malfunctioning or if reality had taken a detour into somewhere unpleasant.  He could have sworn that the girl now staggering back to her feet was dead.  There was no way someone who resembled a tomato dashed on the sidewalk could have possibly survived.  Unless he was mistaken somehow, but that couldn't be right could it?  Roderick was so consumed by those thoughts that the changing sign barely registered in his mind.<br/><br/>Either way though, dripping like that couldn't be healthy for the girl.  Roderick held his hand out in a gesture to stop the girl.  "Please, Miss.  I don't think you should be moving just yet." The fact that more fluid was trailing out of her was only making that case.  "An ambulance is on its way right now.  Please just sit down for a moment, let me try to help you okay?"  Futile words, Roderick was keenly aware that he had no medical training but something had to be done right?