Ilyssa:
 Opening the door, I came across a long hallway with yet more doors. Opening the first one, I found a small bedroom, with a cloth still on the bed. Remembering something, I grabbed the bedsheet, making my way back to the group. Dropping it beside them, I ran back out into the main area, going back into the cold cellar I had found earlier. Inside, I grabbed a bottle of whiskey, along with some napkins. 
 Returning to the group, I held out the tablecloth. “If we can carry him into the hallway there, we can place him in a more sterile area. There might be running water there, but if not, we can dissinfect it with this.” I held up the bottle of alcohol. 
 “I’d prefer to wash the wound first though, as this can potentially harm tissue. If we can clean them all, we can use the bedsheet to bind them. Sound good?”