The blast threw Rochelle into a tree a few meters away. The impact jolted her awake, and she stood up, shaking. She looked for the source of the explosion, and saw nothing but a piece of fabric, a small, smoking crater, and Eric's blood-soaked mace.
"J-Jenna? Wh-Where are you?" Rochelle weakly called out. She stared around at the trees, then caught a glimpse of red. She hurried over and realized it was Jenna, unconscious and bleeding from the gut. Rochelle dropped to her knees and examined her closely, turning her over on to her back. A gasp of pain escaped Jenna in her delirium, and Rochelle quickly brought her attention to Jenna's wounds. A mass of bruises and cuts covered her torso, and some of the cuts looked pretty deep. Rochelle quickly checked for something to stop the bleeding, but found nothing suitable.
"Someone! Anyone! HELP!" Rochelle cried out to the empty forest. She looked back down at Jenna and whispered to her, "It's gonna be fine. Just hold on. Focus, Jenna. Stay with me and you'll be fine. You're gonna be all right..."