"Shit he's heavy. Percy get the door!"
Percy punches in the code and the door buzzes open. HM and Dee readjust the dishevelled man on their shoulders as they struggle up the stairs. Star leads me upstairs by the hand while Percy goes back to the car.
"What do we do? I've never had to care for someone this beat up before." I've never seen HM panic before. If I wasn't feeling lost I probably would have laughed.
The room falls silent and everyone turns to me. I look around to find worried faces looking back at me.
It's your problem. Take charge!
After a few deep breaths, I slowly make my way to the half-dead man on our worn-out couch. I hold back tears as I take a long, hard look at him. I still don't trust my eyes.
"Star go run a warm bath please."
"Dee, we need warm food. Fast." They both run off.
"M…" The choked back tears find their way forward.
