NinaIn the blink of an eye, Tiffany shoved her way up to me and slammed her medical bag down on the
floor. In one swift motion, she yanked the glass out of my leg, dumped a bunch of alcohol on it that
made me cry out in pain, then wrapped it tightly with gauze and a bandage.'Sorry," she muttered when she was finished, standing and closing her medical bag. 'Better to get it
over with quickly."I nodded, still biting my lip from the burn of the alcohol, but I knew that we had to get moving; I also
knew that my leg would heal on its own rather quickly.'Let's move," Enzo said to the group, then turned to me with a concerned expression on his face as
Tiffany began to lead the group of scared students further into the tunnels. 'Can you walk?"I nodded again, then attempted to hobble forward and felt a shooting pain travel up my leg that made
me wince and stagger back against the wall. Without a word, Enzo sighed and turned around,