Zain was worried, the wrinkles on her forehead revealed it. She felt something wasn't right.
"Are you okay?" she asked Iris, with a look of concern.
"Yeah," answered Iris, nodding her head.
"Okay," muttered Zain, "Come along then."
As Iris was about to take a step, she wobbled to the ground. She felt a spiking pain on her knee, as her body weight rested on it. Zain quickly rushed to her.
"I knew something wasn't right, right from when you landed oddly," said Zain.
Right now, Iris was suffering from blood-sucking pain. She was on the ground, whimpering in pain, and blowing air with her mouth. Her kneecap was on fire.
"Can I have a look at that?", said Zain, who squatted down next to her, and began to survey the injured knee.
Iris grunted and moaned in pain, as Zain touched the knee.
"I'm so sorry Iris, this looks like a dislocation. Too bad you won't be on your feet for about four days or more," said Zain.
