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Right… perhaps that was not the best greeting to give to strangers lying in a field, and bloody bloodied ones at that. She wasn’t a doctor, but honestly, the man’s injuries looked no worse than a rather runny nosebleed. She was going to say that it didn’t look like the bloke was dying, but Shannon supposed that might earn her her very own crimson dyed face depending on how temperamental the woman was, so she backed off. 

Having been defeated in making any overtures, Shannon simply walked away and sat down on the grass, still dazed in a state of utter disorientation. It was only after the two strangers began to talk again did she get up and approach them again. This time she was a tad blunter, having the opportunity to gather her marbles and get her bearings of the (immediate) situation.

“My apologies if that was an inopportune moment, but can somebody please tell me what is going on?”  Having said this, she finally noticed that the man was bleeding from the eye, something that certainly wasn’t normal. So like any bystander completely ignorant of the world’s state of affairs, she offered to call 999.