Martin! -- [Lea starts to run. He makes it almost three whole steps before sick vertigo brings him to his knees.
He forces his eyes open just in time to watch Martin disappear around the corner. No way to catch up now. He's not totally sure he can even stand.
Nervously, he looks down at his arm. It's a bad cut, deep, but he's pretty sure he'll be okay. If he could just get over being so dizzy.
He slips his Frisbee back into his pocket, and stumbled to his feet, catching himself against the wall. He's gotta get back and tell someone. Martin needs help. And Lea can't help him.
Feet dragging, he pulled himself back toward the street.]
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He forces his eyes open just in time to watch Martin disappear around the corner. No way to catch up now. He's not totally sure he can even stand.
Nervously, he looks down at his arm. It's a bad cut, deep, but he's pretty sure he'll be okay. If he could just get over being so dizzy.
He slips his Frisbee back into his pocket, and stumbled to his feet, catching himself against the wall. He's gotta get back and tell someone. Martin needs help. And Lea can't help him.
Feet dragging, he pulled himself back toward the street.]