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Started May 25, 2018 by Deleted user

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Donovan shakes his head, "I'll… I'll be okay…" he says softly, feeling a bit dizzy. He must have stood up too quickly. he leans against the closest wall, hissing with slight pain.

“Does anyone have a jacket?” Jack asked with urgency, eyes still on Donovan’s back.

"You're bleeding everywhere and have a foot long cut! Not to worry you, but you can't just say you're okay and walk away!" Aelin started to freak out. She began to pace in a circle, her breathing getting louder and faster. She kept telling herself not to start crying again.

Not seeing any cloth-like items, Jack takes off his shirt and tears it into one long strip. “Does someone know how to do this?” He rushed as he attempted to wrap Donovan’s wound.

"Uh, I can try." She decided to be useful and walked over to Donovan and Jack, taking some of his torn shirt and wrapping the wound.

Donovan hisses under his breath as the wound is wrapped. He nods to the others. "Thanks."

Jack nods to him and gives him a slight smile. “Now, how are we going to get out of here?”

Dusty touched her aching neck. She took her hand off her neck finding blood on her hand. She looked and there was a puddle of blood under her, "Oh boy." She murmured under her breath.

Jack glanced over to Dusty thinking she had said something about a way out, only to see her current condition. “Are you okay?” He asked rushing over. “I know it’s a stupid question and that the answer is “no”, but still.” Kneeling down, he took a closer look at the gash on her neck. “Does anyone have more cloth? We need to stop the bleeding.”

"Yeah it's no!" Dusty said.

Aelin looked around, then ripped off the bottom part of her shirt. She held it out to Jack. "Here, use this."

Donovan leans heavily on the wall, hissing at the pain in his back, "How are we supposed to get out of here?" he croaks.

Aelin gives another glance around the room, before turning back to look at Donovan. "I-I really don't know…" The crushing hopelessness of the situation gets to her again. "Oh, God, don't start crying again," she mumbled, putting a hand to her head and pacing back and forth.

Donovan limps towards the female, setting a gentle but firm hand on her shoulder, "Hey, easy there. The worst thing we can do right now is panic." He says gently, reassurance in his eyes.

She meets his eyes, giving a slight nod. Lips quavering, she whispers, "Okay.." She took a deep breath, standing taller.

He nods, "That's it. We're gonna get out of here and everything will go back to normal. Just trust me okay?" He says gently.

This time she nodded, it was more sure, like she believed it this time. "I trust you," she finally said. She then paused a second, before saying in a stronger voice,"I don't think I ever got your name.. I'm Aelin."

"Nice name." he says, nodding to her. "Donovan." he answers, looking over the female. He places his hands in his pockets, looking around a little bit.

"Oh, uh, thank you. You have a nice name yourself," She blushed a little from the unexpected compliment, never able to respond well when people complimented her. "How's your back doing," she finally asked, hoping that the poor job of bandaging the wound had at least stopped the blood loss a little.

Donovan shrugs, "I've had worse. I'll be fine." He had the I don't really care. look on his face as he says this. He looks towards the female, Aelin, giving her a curious glance before looking back up.

"Okay then, say if it gets worse though," she knew he looked like he didn't care, but she was still worried about it. She swiped back a piece of hair that fell in her face, before turning to see how Jack and Dusty were doing. It looked like Jack had it under control, so she turned back to Donovan, trying to come up with something to say to break the silence that had fallen over all of them.

Donovan was silent, glaring around the area. He was taller than most of the others, so he could see over their heads and not have to worry about looking people in the eye. He was a salty child, but could grow sweet if you worked with him.

She looked at Donovan, then relaised he looked like he was thinking, so she let him be. Aelin glanced over the table of various torture devices, then got a thought. "Hey guys, most basements have vents in them that lead to the surface, so there can be fresh air. With all these if we found a vent, we could probably get it open, and one of us must be small enough to get inside."

Donovan nods, looking towards the female, "That could work." he says, smiling a tiny bit at her.