*LOUD THUD ON THE DOOR*

 

Pavel: NIKITA! HELP ME!

 

*Nikita takes a deep breath*

 

That image of him... is forever burned into my mind... there was so much blood...

And that was my first taste of what the real world was like... I could see how dark it really was.

 

Nikita: What the? Who's at the door?

Pavel: NIKITA! HELP ME!

Nikita: Oh, my god! Brother, what happened!? You're bleeding everywhere!

 

*Pavel falls down*

 

Nikita: I'm calling the police, brother! STAY WITH ME!

Pavel: NO POLICE!!!

Nikita: What? Why??? What happened, brother?

 

*Pavel goes unconscious*

 

Think, think, think, why no police? What can I do? I need to stop the bleeding!

 

*The bleeding slows down*

 

I see an exit wound... He was shot in the shoulder. There's also a large gash on his forearm.

 

*Blood is slowly spreading along the wooden floor*

 

No police... Does that mean no hospital? I have no idea...

 

*Keep thinking*

 

I think there's only one option... I'll need to risk spilling my own blood to save my brother... Blood for blood.

I need to get medical supplies.

I can't afford medical supplies... and I need to act quickly!