Tonna trembled a little bit, looking to the
other student who lay on the bed in the
clinic. He was Tonna’s age, and was sleeping…
or unconscious. Tonna didn’t really know, in her
panicked state.
"I… I had just tripped over a cord. He
offered to help me up. When I went to reach
for his hand, I grabbed the cord at the same
time. H-he started convulsing, and my hand went
numb. The next thing I knew, he was on the ground!
I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!”
"Tonna...Tonna...relax...it's okay,
he'll be okay."
[Jean wasn't entirely sure that was
true, but she knew she had to keep
Tonna calm. She didn't want there
to be another accident.]
"We have what he'll need. We'll
make sure he's just fine. I'll keep
you updated, okay?"