Marcus set Waldo down, and the elderly woman clutched the dog, still trembling, whispering, “Waldo, Waldo.”

Waldo, too, was rattled and barked furiously, “Woof, woof, woof.”

“Young man, you’re injured,” the elderly lady observed.

Millie held Marcus’s wounded hand, her anxiety palpable. She desperately recalled what to do when someone was shot.

Marcus examined the wound and reassured her, “Don’t worry. I’m okay.”

Millie recalled from a book that she needed to promptly apply a tourniquet above the gunshot wound to control the bleeding.

Lacking a proper tourniquet, she grabbed a nearby towel and tightly wrapped it above the gunshot wound, pulling it taut.

by the fact that Millie possessed knowledge of first aid

who had moved from the living room to the kitchen, observed Marcus’s injury and displayed

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most concerning part is that I’ve exhausted my ammunition,” Trenton

calm, Marcus handed

left. Do you see

on top of it,” Marcus

look at the substantial beehive and agreed,

resounding ‘bang,’ Trenton took down

bees scattered in every direction, their buzzing filling the

and couldn’t maintain their grip

gang had all left, Marcus’s tense muscles relaxed,

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