"It's a cell phone," Mathias says. "It's the vines mimicking the sound of a cell phone they must have heard once. It's how they lured us down there last time, it's-"
He cuts himself off abruptly when John passes out and he crouches down, concerned. With the shirts pressed to his shoulder, the blood seems to be slowly at least and his pulse is still strong enough and steady. That reassures Mathias slightly, but he isn't sure what to do next.
The men are patrolling the hill, watching them, and he knows they expect them to try something.
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Date: 2012-11-17 03:09 pm (UTC)He cuts himself off abruptly when John passes out and he crouches down, concerned. With the shirts pressed to his shoulder, the blood seems to be slowly at least and his pulse is still strong enough and steady. That reassures Mathias slightly, but he isn't sure what to do next.
The men are patrolling the hill, watching them, and he knows they expect them to try something.