[Allen raced towards the ward as soon as he'd heard the explosion, through the sickening carnage and crumbling walls— he thought he'd seen a body thrown by the force of the blast (he'd only caught a glimpse of red hair, but he couldn't be sure, and it didn't matter who.)
He's upon the pile of rubble in a moment, digging and tossing off chunks of metal and tile and plaster. Raw-voiced, he calls out,]
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He's upon the pile of rubble in a moment, digging and tossing off chunks of metal and tile and plaster. Raw-voiced, he calls out,]
Hold on, hold on!