“Oh, Nick,” I sigh as I take a look at him on the floor. His blood was starting to pool around him in a crimson puddle as the shank had fallen out of his shoulder and landed on the floor. I turn to the other two officers in worry. “Get me some gauze, gloves, and try to find the keys to the cage. Once that happens I can look for non-suture closures to fix this.” I get on my knees next to Nick and hold him up on his side. “I’m going to fix this. Just hang tight, Nick.”
He groans in pain as he starts to look around. “This s**t hurts, but I’m not going to die from it. I’ll be alright.”
I shake my head as I look at the wound. It was oozing, so the bleeding had slowed down, but it was still too big to not try and close. “Nick, you need stitches. This wound isn’t going to close on its own or
