#Chapter 157: Running out of blood

NOLAN He returned to consciousness, or as close to it as he could get, a little at a time. Sounds came first. Voices. Cindy, and others. A machine was beeping. An engine was droning. A siren was wailing. When Nolan finally got his eyes open, he confirmed he was in an ambulance. He still couldn’t see anything clearly. But he could see the white lights and the hurried movements of blue-uniformed medical personnel as they hovered over him, doing whatever they were doing, trying to save his life. “He’s awake!” Cindy cried. “Nolan,” one of the medics said, coming close to the prince’s face. “Can you hear me?” Nolan’s mouth didn’t work. His voice didn’t work. “Blink once if you can hear me, Nolan.” His eyelids fell down like lead curtains. He forced them open once more. “That’s good, Nolan. My name is Camron and I’m an emergency medical responder. You’re in an ambulance on the way to the hospital. We need you to try to stay awake, okay? Can you do that for me?”