Cameron stepped over the vines and took the bag from Amy. He quickly searched through it, looking for something important. I was afraid to see Amy turn around. I didn’t want to see what had happened to her face. She was kneeling now with her hands over her face. Cameron seemed to find what he was looking for. He took out gauze and bandages and wrapped up her head.

“H-how bad is it?...” I was scared of what the answer could be, but I needed to know. Amy turned her head and looked at me, her bandages were stained with blood, and it was running down the entire left-hand side of her face. They were covering her left eye.

“It burst.” Cameron looked sickly, his hands were covered with Amy’s blood.