3 hours ago
Anita was moving as fast as she could. Penny was fighting even if she didn’t know it. Had they not gotten stuck, Anita wouldn’t have been worried at all. She was still in mild hypothermia. As long as she kept warm, she would be okay.
But they did get stuck and now had to go outside again. Anita did what she could to keep Penny warm. They would have to trek through the cold to the only shelter nearby. The going was slow. That irked her. If this girl died, it would be her decision that caused it, but this was the best option out of a bunch of shitty options.
Penny asked her if the Sanctuary was where she needed to go. She confirmed it and the girl gasped. Suddenly, a column of hot air melted a path through the snow. Penny quit shivering. And her words were becoming slurred and delirious. Her hypothermia was no longer mild. She would now lose heat more quickly if they didn’t get her inside soon.
The words struck Anita - “the warm light is gone.” Anita was sure the girl had done it. Her crew wasn’t phased. Whether it was because they knew of magic, expected a miracle, or were just too tired to give a dam she didn’t know. She didn’t care. The path was open.
The men in front of her moved behind her. With the clear path, the shovels weren’t needed. They picked up the back board so supplies and the entire group ran to get inside.
”Find someone to take care of the supplies. I’ll make sure we get Penny somewhere warm.”
The order was acknowledged a they entered the building. The warmth was welcome. People looked in their direction. Anita was sure she looked like shit. She hadn’t slept in days. She was exhausted physically and mentally. Seeing a face she recognized, she moved right to him.
”Quillion,” she said, her voice measured and urgent. ”She’s hypothermic. I need to get her somewhere to lie down - dry and warm. We need blankets to cover her - and I need them five minutes ago.” she said, hoping he understood how serious this was. Penny mumbled against her chest.
But they did get stuck and now had to go outside again. Anita did what she could to keep Penny warm. They would have to trek through the cold to the only shelter nearby. The going was slow. That irked her. If this girl died, it would be her decision that caused it, but this was the best option out of a bunch of shitty options.
Penny asked her if the Sanctuary was where she needed to go. She confirmed it and the girl gasped. Suddenly, a column of hot air melted a path through the snow. Penny quit shivering. And her words were becoming slurred and delirious. Her hypothermia was no longer mild. She would now lose heat more quickly if they didn’t get her inside soon.
The words struck Anita - “the warm light is gone.” Anita was sure the girl had done it. Her crew wasn’t phased. Whether it was because they knew of magic, expected a miracle, or were just too tired to give a dam she didn’t know. She didn’t care. The path was open.
The men in front of her moved behind her. With the clear path, the shovels weren’t needed. They picked up the back board so supplies and the entire group ran to get inside.
”Find someone to take care of the supplies. I’ll make sure we get Penny somewhere warm.”
The order was acknowledged a they entered the building. The warmth was welcome. People looked in their direction. Anita was sure she looked like shit. She hadn’t slept in days. She was exhausted physically and mentally. Seeing a face she recognized, she moved right to him.
”Quillion,” she said, her voice measured and urgent. ”She’s hypothermic. I need to get her somewhere to lie down - dry and warm. We need blankets to cover her - and I need them five minutes ago.” she said, hoping he understood how serious this was. Penny mumbled against her chest.