The First Age

Full Version: Emergency!! [Semi-Closed - Various Locations]
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((OoC - this is a semi-closed/solo thread - it just means I have something particular I’m trying to accomplish here - open to thread not being a solo - if you wanna join in/get rescued in the Snowpocalypse - send me a message))

Day One
Location: Near Red Light District

”Moscow FD for Rescue One,” Anita spoke into her headset.

”Go ahead, Rescue One,”, the voice of the dispatcher said. 

”Rescue One is on scene.”

The dispatcher confirmed. Anita moved quickly. They had been on alert due to the upcoming storm. The snow was beginning to fall and was already falling faster. The car in the ditch had not only swerved, but had flipped over before landing again on its wheels. It was pretty banged up. The driver had to be going like a bat out of hell. Probably intoxicated. It didn’t matter now though. 

”Need a neck brace and a back board,” Anita ordered her crew. They were already doing so. They were well trained, but the orders were coming more from habit than anything else. 

They approached the vehicle - a small sedan. Thankful the door opened. The victim, a male - maybe mid 20’s, was silent. Anita put a hand on his chest. She let out a breath as she felt it move up and down from his breathing. She also caught the heart beat. 

”Sir, can you hear me?” she asked. No response.

A medic handed her a neck brace and she put it on. She had no idea if how hurt he was, so better to be safe and assume spinal injury than not. Another medic went to the other side and they stabilized the spine with a back board before carefully extricating the man from the vehicle. They loaded him carefully on to their stretcher and into the ambulance. 

Anita heard the driver inform dispatch they were en route to the hospital. Anita began to assess. The trip to the hospital would not be as fast as she would like. She did what she could, gathering as much information as she could and stabilizing the patient as much as possible. They passed the patient on to the hospital along with Anita’s findings. 

”Rescue One for Moscow FD,” the dispatchers voice came as Anita handed over the patient. 

”Go ahead MFD,” she responded. 

”Rescue One, you are needed at…” the voice continued. Anita sighed. It was going to be a long, hard day.