Kludd-

"Don't move." I warned, holding Alex down as he attempts to get up. It didn't take much effort since I was already pressing down on his chest. He passed out soon after, from shock, pain, or blood loss, I couldn't tell really. Didn't matter. He was still an incredible mess and the bleeding didn't seem to have even lessened yet, so I tossed another thing on top of what i'd already been soaking the blood up with and went back to what i'd been doing. I really couldn't do anything about his mess of a face (sorry, its the truth), least not right now by myself.
"Hey, anybody got a moment to help? His face could really use some."

KLudd-

Fillan had come over to check out the dying child with the rest of us, and politely asked if he could help by getting more cloth. For anyone else, I would have just asked them to actually try to fix his just absolutely trashed face. But Fillan gets an excuse, he doesn't have to clean up blood.
"Yeah, its lookin that way, if you can go into the other room- the one the rest of us came from, there should be some cloth stuff in there."
I nodded back in that direction, giving him a weak smile. Kinda hard to really show any genuine happiness when you're attempting to save a dying child.
"Thanks for turning on the lights by the way."

Isaac:
Alex is still very much bleeding. Though it seems he hasn't lost enough blood for that to be the probable cause of him passing out from blood loss itself. Which is good the see he isn't going to die in the next few seconds without a doctor and blood transfusion. But regardless I doubt losing any more blood is going to be a good thing. And applying pressure hasn't worked, and a tourniquet may not work. I'd say we just try to cauterize the wounds and get it over with. There was a fireplace with the wood we'd need in the living room, and the papers in the other room are pretty useless. We can use those to start a fire, and I do keep my knife clean, so we can use that.
Might as well inform Kludd of my plan, "If he won't stop bleeding we should just cauterize the wounds and since there's a bit of prep work, I'm going to go work on that in the fireplace in the living room. But if he stops bleeding let me know if you could," I then go over to Jasper, "If you still got that lighter I could use your help in starting a fire."

Jasper:

"Yeah, but didn't we just get done arguing over fire?" I huffed and took out my lighter, holding it close to me; I wasn't letting anyone snatching it away again. "What are we burning?"

Ilyssa:
Opening the door, I came across a long hallway with yet more doors. Opening the first one, I found a small bedroom, with a cloth still on the bed. Remembering something, I grabbed the bedsheet, making my way back to the group. Dropping it beside them, I ran back out into the main area, going back into the cold cellar I had found earlier. Inside, I grabbed a bottle of whiskey, along with some napkins.
Returning to the group, I held out the tablecloth. “If we can carry him into the hallway there, we can place him in a more sterile area. There might be running water there, but if not, we can dissinfect it with this.” I held up the bottle of alcohol.
“I’d prefer to wash the wound first though, as this can potentially harm tissue. If we can clean them all, we can use the bedsheet to bind them. Sound good?”

Isaac:
"The rule was no fire unless necessary. Having a fire to cauterize the wounds of someone very likely to bleed out if we don't do something sounds like a necessary fire to me. Besides we are going to have the fire contained in a fireplace, we are just blowing stuff up like when the rule was made. But in any case we are burning wood and useless paper," I go around and gather paper before heading to the living room and starting to set up the fire.
I overhear that someone had found something and plans on moving Alex somewhere more sterile and cleaning his wounds before wrapping them, it's smart, though we can't completely wrap his face so at least trying to cauterize some wounds wouldn't be a waste.

Jasper:

Everyone was either being helpful or being helped. I felt a little useless... I mean, hey, I had a lighter, so that's something. But I was still just kinda... There. I fidgeted nervously with my left wrist as I watched Isaac deal with the fire and listened to Ilyssa say something about Alex's wounds. "Can I ah... I can I help with something...?" I asked Isaac and handing him my lighter.

Isaac:
"Thank you," I quick light the fire, "Wanna cauterize a wound?" I give them a grin.

Jasper:

I cringed a little. "Sure."

Isaac:
"Do you know how to do so?" I pull my knife out flip it and hold out the handle to them.

Kludd-

"Thanks, ripping it up shouldn't be an issue." I took the tablecloth with one hand, keeping one hand on his chest, while laying out the table cloth flat on the ground, and then holding it down with my knees. My hands, still in their sort of half claw state, would be good enough to rip it up one handedly. I could use my teeth, but, that would be much easier with both my hands, and im not about to just remove pressure on him entirely. As I was working on ripping it into smaller bits that would work for cleaning up his face, Issac started to bring up cauterizing the wounds, which really wouldn't be a bad idea.
"Yeah, that'll be helpful, but im not doing it. Me and fire have bad history, and also Im not confident I could do it very well."
I said, taking some of the tablecloth scraps and attempting to clean up his face a little, since everyone else seemed unwilling and/or busy.

Ilyssa came back with alcohol and more cloth things, suggesting we go and find a way to clean up the wounds, which was an excellent idea as long as we could find a way to do so. Moving him wouldn't be too bad of a risk since his only injuries seemed to be the giant gashes.
"I can go ahead and move him if you show me where you're thinking of putting him. After we clean them up, yall can try cauterizing the ones on his face, and his chest, i guess, but I think we can just wrap them up and it'll be fine."

Before I would attempt to move him, I did my best to wrap up his face temporarily, and then taking off all but the bottom layer of already soaked things i'd piled on top of his chest so far, and put on something new on, just so I didn't have to carry around gross blood soaked things. That's nasty.
After all that, I picked him up, still being pretty careful since he was injured.
"Alright, where are we moving him?"
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Ilyssa:
“There’s a largish crawlspace behind that bookshelf. Past it, there’s a dining room which leads to a door to a hallway. There’s a bedroom in that hallway, so I balieve it’s safe to assume there’ll be a bathroom or tap nearby. If you can’t carry him there, we can place him on a bedsheet and hold the ends to get him through.” Holding the supplies I had in one hand, I directed the group to the crawlspace.

Kludd-

"Alright. I'll probably be able to manage, unless its like, a really tiny space."
I carried Alex into the room, looking down at the crawlspace. Maybe back when I was 15 I would have been able to fit through there very easily. But now, it might be a bit of a struggle to fit my giant man body into that space. But I wasn't about to not give it a try. Getting down onto my hands and knees (well, more like elbows and knees- gotta carry this half dying child somehow.), finding that it didn't look quite so bad.

After some very un-fun crawling and looking around, I found the mentioned bedroom, and laid him down in there, before going and looking in the rest of the rooms. The bathroom was right across from the bedroom (who would have guessed), so I brought the poor kid in there, removing the ruined cloth items (including his shirt with really wasn't all that intact now anyway so might as well get rid of it and start from scratch there. Gotta be some replacement clothes around here somewhere, but thats all for later providing he lives though all this.)

After some very careful cleaning of the wounds, I grabbed some clean material and wrapped the chest wounds back up securely, and then covering up the remaining face wounds. The bleeding seemed to actually be going down after all the effort I'd put in, so that was a good sign at least. But it would still be most beneficial to go ahead and cauterize them, just to be sure.

Jasper:

"Not... Really..." I replied, awkwardly taking the knife. I had my own, but I didn't clean it (or use it) often.

Isaac:
"Alright, I'll teach you," I stoke the fire a bit to ensure it's good enough for this, "So what you're gonna want to do is heat up the blade so that's it's a very dull red. Don't want it too hot. When we get over Alex in short burst of 1-2 seconds put the knife on the cuts until it has stopped bleeding then move on. Be careful to not to get anywhere else since this can damage skin. And this should be a rather quick progress so we shouldn't need to reheat the knife, but to be on the safe side I'll keep the fire going. After that have the others do their best to wrap the cuts. If you need to switch out it's ok, I can go finish if the sight of blood or anything gets too much. Don't stress too much over that, it's ok," I try to give them a reassuring smile, though I'm unsure of successful I was at that.

alex:
my chest is heaving slightly and i seem to be fighting for breath. my eyes flicker momentarily then close again in a sort of pained expression. my body starts to grow cold as ice. what little color i have starts to fade from my face and soon, i am deathly white. i sort of fall into a nightmarish sleep like i tend to do after getting wounded. soon, i am completely incased in nightmares. my fingers twitch like they're trying to grab my daggers from their sheaths. suddenly, my arms jerk to my sides and i draw my daggers in my dream states, scattering everyone. i seem to be fighting an imaginary monster, and it seems to be one that i am having trouble with. in reality, it is my mother: hela. then, i start to glow and i levitate off of the ground. a blinding blue light explodes from my very soul. a woman's voice echoes from the shadows: "you may have won this time my son, but it will not happen again." then the light vanishes leaving me unconcious on the floor.

Ilyssa:
I was a bit surprised at what at happened, but it soon switched back to boredom. I continued to answer Kludd.
“I agree, though maybe focus on the larger ones. I can disinfect and wrap the smaller ones, and I’ll take care of the disinfection after cauterization too. While they warm th knives, try and keep the bandages moist to help speed up the healing process. I’m going to check out a few more rooms to find some supplies.”
Heading back into the hallway, I examined the wallpaper designs. As in the dining room, the designs looked pretty and harmless at a glance. Upon closer examination however, a person could begin to pick out some odd components. Like a deer with a dog in its mouth, or a small cage of humanoids in the background. It was definitely morbid, to say the least.
The room beside the bedroom was probably the worst, at least in my opinion. Blindingly white, cube shaped, with a small toilet, some liquid food, water, and a bed, it was a literal isolation room. Why they had this in the house, who knew. We didn’t even know who they were yet. Sighing, I continued my search, hoping they were the type to keep weapons.