we're always running scared but holding knives
Isla isn't sure, but that's neither something she's going to admit to Remi or to herself right now. None of what they're doing is more than experimental at best, after all, but given all she knows about the wendigo and about the properties of adrenaline, with any luck it should help to reboot his system a little bit. Gods, she just hope the muscle fatigue doesn't start to affect autonomous functions like breathing.
Having hooked him up to the monitor and the IV, a very ordinary, steady beeping fills the room that would have been a perfect pulse for an average man. Remi is not an average man, though, and so Isla leans forward to inject him with the adrenaline, already hovering by her equipment in case the wendigo jolts about and risks ripping anything out.
Having hooked him up to the monitor and the IV, a very ordinary, steady beeping fills the room that would have been a perfect pulse for an average man. Remi is not an average man, though, and so Isla leans forward to inject him with the adrenaline, already hovering by her equipment in case the wendigo jolts about and risks ripping anything out.
Isla
