to the medical center

Tracy held on to the brown haired man as tightly as he he could while he swiftly approached the building. Tracy only barely registered that they had entered the medical center on the resort with his head as it was. Several people jumped and turned, Tracy and his rescuer's sudden entrance startled the people there.

"I need some help, I think she was ****," he told them.

They quickly took them to a room and laid Tracy on a medical bed, a doctor joined them not long after. The man answered questions as best as he could, though having only just meeting Tracy, he couldn't say much for certain. Tracy tried to listen but was still very confused. They were saying a lot about a woman that was in trouble...but he didn't see one other then the people that worked there.

The Doctor tried to get his attention and Tracy tried to give it as best as he could. He was able to give his name but wasn't much help otherwise. He held on as long as he could until he finally lost consciousness.

Tracy woke the next day, slowly, blinking his eyes. His head hurt but was much clearer than it was the previous night. He looked at his body and saw a few things. The first was that his arm had an I.V. dripping something into his veins. The next was that he was wearing a medical gown. he touched his chest and felt something underneath. His chest was slightly raised but it didn't hurt like the day before. They had bound his chest somehow but whatever they did must have helped.

He examined his surroundings and noticed someone in this room. He blinked his blurry eyes a few times until he could get a good look at the man that was slumped in a chair, sleeping. It took a moment but Tracy remembered who it was. It was the man that rescued him from...something...He just couldn't remember what happened. He was pretty sure he was attacked by someone. Whatever happened, this guy went out of his way to help him. He decided that he was going to find some way to show him his gratitude.