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The others seemed to agree with his assessment of the situation. Lily in particular was looking uncomfortable with the situation, her arms crossed tightly across her chest as she replied. 

[b][color=#94ff54]“Yeah, I’m sure they get a lot of calls out here for party injuries and drinking shit, but still this seems a little stupid,”[/color][/b] Julius replied doubtfully. [b][color=#94ff54]“I guess the best thing we can do is try to look after them and follow their advice, however useful it might be.”[/color][/b] The girl was looking slightly better, but still unconscious and unresponsive to the attentions of the attendants. Someone had put her in the recovery position at least, with a pillow under her head and her body turned to the side. Julius snatched a second pillow from the couch and turned towards the stairwell door. 

[b][color=#94ff54]“It looks like she should be okay for now with all these guys helping. I’m going upstairs to check up on Alex, come along and give me a hand?”[/color][/b] The second part was phrased more as a command than a question, and directed at the small group of students that had formed around him. The paramedics had both disappeared by now, and they clearly weren’t planning on being any more help. 

He was interrupted by an outstretched hand, the korean girl reaching out as she attempted to apologize. While he agreed with what she said, he wasn’t the type of guy to let an insult run off him and he stared at her open hand for several long seconds before she withdrew it with a scowl. A small, satisfied smile grew as she turned away to pace anxiously across the floor, before he returned his attention to the others. 

[b][color=#94ff54]“Anyways, it’s probably better not to leave Alex alone too long. Let’s head,”[/color][/b] Julius said, taking his pillow in one hand and the doorknob in the other. The stairs were cold and empty, the paramedics long gone and the rest of the student body either playing real life Cluedo or partying unaware downstairs. The korean girl followed him out into the stairwell, but ran downstairs instead of up to help him. Typical. He wasn’t paying much attention to if the others had followed him, his mind focused on the stairs ahead of him and thoughts of the potential mysterious assailant somewhere in the building.

The hallway was as he left it, the lights dimmed ominously low and even more ominously, a bloody red trail dotting the path he had dragged Alex. The man himself was flat on his back, his head cushioned by Julius’ not-so-tan-anymore coat. Julius crouched down and made an Indiana Jones-esque swap, swiping the coat out and replacing it with the pillow he had brung from downstairs. He cringed slightly as he touched the wet red on his coat, and threw it to the side where it landed with a splat. 

[b][color=#94ff54]“It looks like the medics didn’t even look at him,”[/color][/b] Julius said, rocking back on his haunches to look at the others. [b][color=#94ff54]“Do you think it’s safe to move him downstairs with the other girl, or should we keep him here?”[/color][/b] he asked. Perhaps when all this was over, taking a brief first aid course would be a good idea. Next time a sudden storm of head injuries descended on his dorm, he would be prepared.