Amidst the sounds of weeping, Hamlyn battled to focus his vision, the world swirling in a blur around him.
Gradually, he discerned Sheryl seated beside him, his head resting in her lap, tears streaming down her cheeks. Nearby, Ruby sat with her, her own tears flowing freely.
Fredy's voice pierced the tense atmosphere, a mix of desperation and anger as he yelled, "Where's the ambulance? This is an emergency! Send one immediately! If anything happens to him, I'll burn your hospital!”
Sheryl clasped his hand tightly, applying pressure to his forehead wound in an attempt to stop the bleeding, while Ruby offered her own form of silent support by holding his other hand. Despite their efforts, Hamlyn slipped back into unconsciousness once more.
Later, Hamlyn slowly regained consciousness, finding himself in the ambulance with Sheryl, Fredy, and Henry beside him, their faces etched with tears.