[from where he lies Law has a perfect view of this, and remains as still as he can, breathing hard and bleeding out but otherwise...safe? Oh thank god he's safe. It's over. Wincing, he tries to push himself up, but knows he can't get far in this state. He needs help, but Michael isn't alert to give it even if he would in his altered state.
It takes a number of fits and starts, but finally he manages to scrape up enough stamina for one more Room, just long enough to teleport himself inside the nearest building. He'll have to take hops and jumps to get to the clinic, or maybe call Atem, or something. Who knows. He can't even think right now.
But he's keeping the knife. At least until all of this is over. Sorry Michael.]
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It takes a number of fits and starts, but finally he manages to scrape up enough stamina for one more Room, just long enough to teleport himself inside the nearest building. He'll have to take hops and jumps to get to the clinic, or maybe call Atem, or something. Who knows. He can't even think right now.
But he's keeping the knife. At least until all of this is over. Sorry Michael.]