For a moment, the four stood staring at
the people.
“Umm…” said Daja uncertainly.
“Should we help them?”
“Of course!” stated Sandry. “It
would be rude not to! And what would we say? ‘We saw three people fall out of
the sky and they died because we didn’t help them?!?!’ Really, use your
brains!”
“Daja didn’t use her brain
because she doesn’t have one,” drawled Briar.
“Why you little B****!”
“What?”
“I’ll get you for that!”
“Don’t you think we should get
them to the infirmary?” injected Tris.
“Good idea,” replied Sandry,
glaring at Briar and Daja.
“Well, if you’re so smart, tell
us how we’re going to get them to the infirmary in the first place?” asked
Briar.
“How about Briar and I run to the
infirmary and get some stretchers or something, and Daja and Tris can stay
here to make sure nothing happens to them?”
“Fine with me,” growled Briar.
The other two nodded agreement.
“Well, then what are we waiting
for?” questioned Sandry.
She and Briar dashed towards the
stairs and ran for all they were worth for the infirmary.
“So now what?” asked Daja.
“We sit here and wait for them to
come back,” answered Tris as though it was obvious (Which I have to admit, it
was).
“Oh. Well…”
“Well what?”
“Nothing.”
“Fine.”
And then the trio on the ground
started to stir.
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