"I-" Breathe. He does. "I need you to come pick me up. Can you do that? Can you come get me?" Why is he asking? He should be telling. He wants to close his eyes.
"I don't wanna go to a hospital." He sounds tired. It hurts to hold his arm up so he can talk into the cell phone. "Follow the fire trucks. Second alley away, on the left side of the street. You have to-" He pauses and, after a moment, drops his phone because he has to heave.
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