(sumr'14) Chapter 5. Run

June 26.
I ran. I immediately stood up, left Nick, grabbed my phone and Dima and ran to nowhere. How (and why) should I know where the first aid was? This is the one place at a festival that you wish you won't have to use.

I was high, horny, drunk and disoriented. And scared to death. My panties were dislocated somehow, and I had so much guilt. My sister was in danger and I was snogging! It was probably nothing, I thought. A mosquito? But then why the need to go to the hospital? And where the fuck is the first aid??

We arrived just as my sister was hopping on the ambulance. She was crying, she was shaking and looked so helpless. Demi started crying, too. We know my sister isn't the whiny kind. Something WAS wrong.

"She got stung by a scorpio on the foot", they informed us. They didn't seem very sure. I demanded I go with the ambulance, so I sat next to the driver and tried to keep eye contact with my sister through the little window. She was in pain, and I felt helpless to see my big sister suffering like that.

Doctors confirmed my thoughts. She was having a panic attack. I know the look of it too well. The poison was so much that her nose was getting numb. From her foot the poison had got to her nose. She had a couple of ejections soon after we arrived and calmed down.

"24 hours of hell." That's how you describe a non-lethal scorpio accident, the ambulance driver told me. "After that you just have a great story to tell to your grandkids."

And that's what it was.
24 hours of proper hell.