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From: Tikatu Sent: 3/12/2006 10:31 AM

As Tin-Tin trudged off, she wondered how she could get this Penelon blanket to Nikki. While she was debating this in her head, a voice sounded in her ear.

"Uh, Sweet?"

"Yes, Doc?"

"I need that medikit."

Tin-Tin stopped in her tracks and shook her head, rolling her eyes. "F-A-B, Doc. Sorry about that."

"Me, too, Sweet. I should have said something."

The Malaysian girl turned around and hurried back to the other truck. Dianne had managed to get herself inside. "Once you take care of that blanket business, hurry back. I'll have Frankie pick up a medikit for the other team on her way over with the pry bar; Angel says she has some suspected back and head injuries. I'll need your help to get these people out of here."

"F-A-B," Tin-Tin replied, handing the medikit up to the doctor. "I'll be right back."

This time, Tin-Tin ran as best she could in the heavy, heat-resistant suit. She began to sweat inside it as the exertion made her warm. She had gone around the truck that Dianne was working on and ended up at the hood of the overturned truck.

"Angel from Sweet. I have a blanket to cover your fatality with. What do you want me to do with it?"

Nikki's voice, terse and preoccupied, sounded in Tin-Tin's ear. "The driver is the fatality, Sweet. He's at the front of the truck. I've got my hands full right now and I can't turn around to reach him. Would you...?"

"I'll try my best," Tin-Tin replied. She took a deep breath, shook the blanket open, and ducked under the hood of the truck.

It was hard going to get to the driver. The sand had blown in, making less room to maneuver. Tin-Tin thought of the heavy engine above her, and was thankful that the other truck was leaning on this one in such a way that it kept the nose of the car off the ground. Sand still blew in to temporarily obscure her vision. Finally, she reached the driver. She took another deep breath, this one to steady her nerves. She had seen dead people before, but it was never easy to deal with, this one even more so since his eyes bulged out and his face held such an expression of terror.

She pulled the blanket towards her and draped it over the dead man. The job wasn't easy; she had to shift her position a bit because the blanket had gotten trapped beneath her as she crawled on her belly. But at last the job was done. A movement to one side caught her attention, and she looked toward the other man, who was coming around, moaning.

"Sweet to Angel," she said. "I've finished the job. The other man is waking up."

"I hear him, Sweet, but thanks for the heads up. I'll try to get to him."

"F-A-B. I'm heading back to give Doc a hand. Frankie will bring a medikit for you."

"F-A-B, Sweet, and thanks."

Tin-Tin turned from the moaning man, and crawled out from under the overturned truck. She gave it a last look, then sighed and hurried back to help Dianne.




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