His headache had subsided to a manageable throb by the time Pat made it through the thickets. He could still hear bullets ringing out from behind him, but with the sandstorm and some dumb luck, none had found him. Pat was still a little upset at the decision to leave the van, if one gunmen got lucky and sprayed this thicket they would all be dead. As Pat finally cleared the brambles and scanned the group he realized that may have already happened.

Silent Man appeared to have caught a bullet to the leg as well as found a rock monster who appeared to be on their side. One girl was shivering uncontrollably and another appeared to need assistance to remain standing. "Well Stretch," Pat mumbled to himself. "Looks like you got yourself a real crack squad assembled here. We'll be taking the world by storm in no time." Then Pat saw Vida.

It took Pat a moment to remember that she wasn't supposed to be wearing a red shirt. Then he saw the holes in it and started running. As he got closer he noticed the pool of vomit on the ground by her. He also got a better look at her face which caused him to unconsciously think, [i]Seriously lady? You cry the entire time your in the van but now that you've got half a ton of lead in your back you decide to stop?[/i] When Pat finally reached her, any thought that he could save her vanished. He could count six holes in her shirt, a death sentence given that they were in the middle of a woods and miles from any hospital. Still, Pat thought of a few ways he could at least try and help her out. First he tried to move her from her current "hands and knees" position to more of an upright sitting position. He doubted moving her would do any more damage and he figured she probably didn't want to spend he last moments staring straight at the former contents of her stomach. Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pill bottle, putting two of the pills into his hand before raising his hand to the lady's eye level. He wasn't exactly sure what pills these were, but considering his usual prescription they would probably do something between making her feel very sleepy and knocking her out. 

"Here. Eat these, they'll help."