Holly watched in confusion and horror as the woman dropped a bag on the ground and asked for her help. What was Holly supposed to do? She didn't know the first thing about medicine, or herbs, or whatever. She knew how to put a bandaid on a cut, and to take painkillers for sprained ankles. Other than that, she was clueless. Maybe she could call someone, but a quick glance at her cellphone told her that she had no service out here and calling for an ambulance or something was impossible. "Shit shit shit," she groaned as she jogged over to the now unconscious woman.<br/><br/>Now what had she said? A blue herb? In the bag were many blue herbs. Judging by the woman's complexion, Holly didn't have much time. She picked out the lightest shade of blue that was in the bag, and pressed it to her cheek. She took out a large bandaid from her pack, and used that to keep the herbs in place. It was getting late, and there was no time to try and make her way back to town, much less trying to carry another person. So, Holly pulled out her hammock, and tied it to a pair of fairly sized trees. Then, she picked up the odd woman, carefully so that she didn't damage her more, and laid her inside. She could lean against the tree for the night. She doubted there would be any kind of animals that would hurt her. She really just wished the other woman would make it through the night. She didn't want to explain to local athorities how a tourist ended up with a dead woman in the middle of the night.