Hilda laid on the bare floor, unconscious, and still.
'She isn't moving'. Jacqueline thought.
"Ethan! Someone help me, please! Ethan!!!"
Ethan came in hurriedly.
"What happened? What's going on?" He asked.
"It's Hilda. She's not responding". Jacqueline said, amidst teary eyes.
"Calm down. I'll try something". Ethan said. He placed his head on her chest.
"She's still breathing".
"Should we call an ambulance? What should we do!?" Jacqueline asked, panicking.
"Relax, Jacqueline. She's breathing. I just said that".
"But why isn't she awake yet?"
"I'm not a doctor, Jacqueline. How am I supposed to know that?"
"Okay, but what do we do? We can't take her to a hospital, it's too risky".
Let's just place her on the bed and cover her up. She has a high temper
