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puddingpunterKali Nordstrom
Location: New York Streets, Outside Home
Skills: N/A
It seemed that her snapping woke the paramedic from his shock. Digging into his bag, he pulled out a syringe and attempted to sedate the crazy teenager who had now been fighting against Isaac rather than the kid he had originally tackled. Finally, perhaps some sense could be made out of the situation, if any at all.
"Jeff was bitten, just like him." Kali responded to the teenager, as the paramedic worked his magic. "He broke into a fever, and we were advised to keep it down the best we could. We might not be able to help the fact he had been hit by a car, but what we can do is help wherever we can. So, unless anyone here has a better idea, the two of us are going to keep helping."
Despite the brave talk Kali spoke of, however, it seemed the situation was not improving. The tranquilizer seemed to have little-to-no effect on the wounded teenager, who had still been fighting against Isaac. And, to make matters worse, her elderly neighbor began to panic, pointing out that the homeless man who had attacked her husband looked just like the teenager that Isaac had been holding down on the ground.
"Mrs. Grant," Kali spoke, approaching her neighbor. She placed her hands on her shoulders, hoping a familiar face could help calm her neighbor down. "Look at me. It's your neighbor, Kail. You remember me, don't you? Isaac has it under control—he won't hurt Marvin, or anyone else."
Yet, with how the situation was unravelling before their own eyes, Kali could only hope she was telling the truth.