After I hung up, I went to my car to look for an old towel I usually keep in the trunk. It was for washing the car, but I need anything at this point to stop the bleeding.
I moved his arm and tried to squelch the blood flow with the towel, but that quickly became saturated. He let out a groan, but was not moving much at all. Where is that ambulance? Even in the dim light, I could see that Robert had gone ashen. Don’t let him die.
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