"William Cole!"
Just before William Cole lost consciousness, he heard Ruth Dawn's terrified call.
Then everything went black, and he was completely unconscious.
Mrs. Cole walked over and sat on the floor, distraught and befuddled, with tears continuously welling up in her eyes. Ruth Dawn sat in a daze nearby, seemingly unable to hear the shouting voices around her as if her ears had lost the ability to capture sounds.
The world was silent, and the two women could only dazedly look at William collapsed on the ground.
And his left hand. The five fingers on the front were deformed due to the forced piercing into the wall, and his entire forearm was torn open. One tendon completely disappeared, leaving only the other tendon exposed in the air. The flesh and blood of his hand were blurred.
"What are you waiting for? Save him!"
The old lady's cane kept striking the ground.
The crowd was in chaos, frantically calling for a doctor.