Brother! I'm here!

*Pavel lies motionless on the floor*

*Place a hand to check for Pavel's pulse*

Nikita: Jenna, you have no idea, when I saw my brother motionless on the bloody floor it was incredibly difficult to hold back my emotions... I could hardly think straight.

As I placed my pointer finger near his neck to check for a pulse... my tears began flowing like never before, it all hit me instantly.

If I don't feel a pulse... if my brother dies, I will be all alone.

*Tears of joy*

THERE'S A PULSE!

First I had to clean the wound.

*Pour the hydrogen peroxide on Pavel's wounds*

*Begin stitching the wounds*

Focus... I need to keep calm and steady.

*Stitch the final wounds shut*

*Carry Pavel to his bed*

Now all I can do is wait.

I hope he didn't lose too much blood.

What if I need to give him blood? I don't know how to do that...

God, please let my brother live.