Emmett
"Hang another bag." I said as I continued to look for the bleed in Mason's abdomen.
Goddess, this was taking way too long. Mason had been found on the field, which I assume is where he had been for several days ahead of time, given the color of the bruises he had and swelling on his head. Not to mention how hysterical Kelsey had been. I have been digging through this poor guy for several hours now and couldn't seem to find the problem. I had little hope that he would make it out of this alive. My plan was to stop the bleeding, sew him up, and leave him in a medically induced coma until he was healed up enough to be brought out of it. That, of course, all depended on him living.
Hopefully he will make it through this. I would hate to have to deliver more bad news to Kelly and her
