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Vali is calling.

Frank eases the Rig off to the shoulder, setting the brake and putting it in park as quick as he can. He turns the wheel all the way right and unbuckles to slide out. "Dagmar, come on."

"Coming." She's following, ready to help!

In the background they can hear Vali giving mile marker

Frank shows her with the emergency cones and flares are and where and how to set them..... ".... then get the first aid bag from the cab and come to me." He hustles to the accident. "Hello? Hello, are you hurt? Can you hear me?"

The drunk driver is slumped and rubbing his head "ooww.."

The non drunk driver is upside down and does not look good..bleeding from his own head

The latter groans "I'm..feeling cold here"

"Ok, we'll get you out of there. Hang on." Frank quickly takes a look, looking to triage as best he can.

Dagmar is setting up cones and starting flares

Once they're in place, she runs back to the cab to grab the kit. "COMING."

Vali comes "they're on their way.... He looks bad."

Dagmar holds out the kit for Frank, but GLARES at the drunk.

"Get me gloves outta there, and gauze." He'll get them on and draws a pocket knife to cut the other driver out of his seatbelt. "Vali, get gloves on and help me get him out of there. Dagmar, get an emergency blanket from the kit."

She unwraps the silvery beast. "Got it..."

Vali does so and whispers "I might be able to slow him down with Winter, keep him from dying long enough for the team but if I blow it, it could kill him early"

"He... he's gonna die?"

They get him out and Frank does a decent (not expert) job of wrapping his head wound. "Let's get the other guy out first. Dagmar, examine this man for other injuries, let me know if you find anything, and cover him with the blanket."

Frank turns to the drunk driver (if, indeed, he is drunk) and checks him over quickly before pulling him out.

He is indeed drunk as a skunk his breat hcould peel paint

"Right... uh.. right."

She looks for blood. "Hey. Hey, we're here, the ambulance is coming.."

The drunk has a bruise, maybe a concusion but seems in better shape.

Frank pops his seatbelt and hauls him out. "Vali, get this guy under an emergency blanket and keep an eye on him." And he goes to check on Dagmar's work.

"Got it."

the drunk driver lost no blood.

The non drunk? Yeah, bleed in his car.

Dagmar, uncertain, puts pressure on the leaking parts.

"Good job, Dagmar. Steady pressure on that gauze, but don't crush him. Did you find anything else?"

Not much else,

"don't think so..."

"Gotcha. Ok, keep the pressure and the blanket on him." Frank goes back to Vali. "You got that phone call through?"

"I did. They're on the way" He says "Going to be a bit longer at this rate"

In the distance... they see lights.