Izzy jumped at the man’s loud opposition. She blinked at him, unsure of what to say and not paying attention to whether or not her call had gone through already. “You [i]need[/i] an ambulance!” she tried to finish for him, before his last exclamation.
	Did he really just say... Her eyes locked with his, a light emanating from them competing with her flashlight. She sucked in a breath as she got a better look at his entire face, and his inhuman fangs.
	She startled back with a gasp. She dropped her phone and grabbed her walking stick with both hands, brandishing it in front of her like a weapon.
	[i]Think logically, Izzy![/i] she scolded herself, gripping her stick tightly nonetheless. [i] Veneers. He’s gotta be a psycho wearing fake fangs and some sort of freaky contacts.[/i]
	“Th-there’s plenty of that at a hospital,” she said breathlessly, slowly bending down and reaching for her phone. Psychotic or not, he was hurt. Bad. She looked away from him only to glance to the device before grabbing it. “They can get you patched up there.”