Goo

>Everything is as usual...
>There are soldiers watching your every move.
>The stench.
>The expressions on the faces of the people
>Corpses, some are crushed, others are burned
>you can hear peoples screams
>dogs are sniffing in the debris, trying to pick up human scent
>But something is different
>You are in your own country
>one of the dogs starts to bark
>"We found one!"
>you rush over
>its unlikely that there are survivors
>but that doesn't matter
>you try to save as many as you can, as always
>there is a broken concrete ledge and its carried by a steel beam on one side
>you might be lucky
>"We need to move this!"
>these Rookies are going to get themselves killed...
"Wait."
>"We have to hurry!"
"Do you want to be the next one lying under the rubble?"
>You check your surroundings
>everything seems to be resting on solid ground
"Okay we can try this. Get over there and pull from that side. Maybe we can move it."
>"Got it."
"One, two, three!"
>You stem yourself against the part the rests on the steel beam with all your might
>and it moves a bit
>you take a few deep breaths
"Okay one more time. Be careful it could slide!
>he nods
"One, two, three!"
>both of you yell in exertion
>the panel moves again this time around by quite a bit
>the opening is big enough to squash yourself through
>you take your flashlight and try to make something out in this cave
>there is someone
"STRETCHER!"
>you might be lucky


>rebars are sticking out of wreckage
>and the ground is... muddy
>this is odd, but you have to focus your mind on the task at hand
>you work your way towards the guy
>you can almost reach him when you slip on this muddy ground
>landing with a splash you are covered in some strange liquid
>your head brushes one of the sharp rebars
>as you get up you touch your head and move your hand in front of your face
>blood
"Another scar... and i just lectured the rookie..."
>"Hey, what happened!? Are you okay?"
"Yeah i just slipped!"
>Back to work
>after a few feet you reach the person
>white male, lab coat, different blunt traumata , crusted blood on the head and the coat
>carefully you try to feel for his pulse on his wrist
>This IS your lucky day!
>you turn around to shout
"He is alive!"
>you hear yelling outside
"Okay."
>you take a deep breath
"Careful now..."
>you have to check his body for injuries
>but you have to be EXTREMELY careful
>if he has a spine damage this could kill him
>aswell as ruptures, open fractures, internal bleedings...
>with as little force as possible you check him, limb after limb
>Hands check
>Arms check
>Legs check, one is broken though
>hips check
>torso check
>neck check
>head blunt trauma, seems like a severe concussion
"You are one lucky bastard..."
>the estimated blood loss is tolerable, most of it is due internal bleeding of the fracture
>now comes the risky part
>you have to check his back for penetration wounds
>worst case you reopen the wound and this guy will bleed out
>but there is no blood below him
>you slip your hand under his back
"Jackpot!"
>you turn around to yell towards the guys waiting outside
"One survivor, I'm moving him out now! Get ready!"
>moving another person in this constricted place is difficult but you manage
>you are at the exit
"The harness!"
>they reach it down and you put it on the guy
"Okay, start to pull! Slowly!"
>you try to stabilize his head as he is pulled out
>"Got him!"


>you wait a few seconds before you climb out
>they will need to move him
>once you are outside you can hear cheers
>"WE DID IT!"
"Hold your horses, we are not done yet."
>"Anon what happened?!"
"Nothing i just hit my head. Lets get back to work we might find others."
>"Hey Medic look at that!"
>one of the two medics, which work on the guy you just pulled out of that hole, turns towards you
>>"Let me see that."
>He comes up to and checks your head
"I'm fine! HE is the one you need to take care of!"
>you point towards the guy you that's now on the stretcher
>>"We'll need to stitch that, please get to the camp!"
"Fuck, that bad?"
>>"Yes."
>This sucks, you are here to help, not to receive aid
>But you are no help if you are injured yourself
"Okay"
>you sigh
"Hey guys don't slack while I’m getting myself patched up."
>"Yeah, sure."
>After the two medics carry the one on the stretcher to the camp you make your way there too
>you feel a little dizzy and the vision on your right eye gets a bit blurry and ... red?
>blood is running from forehead and some of it into your right eye
>wiping it away you realize its actually quite a lot
"Oh goddammit!"
>your hand is covered in red
>this is so frustrating, you want to stay as long as you can
>but you can't let yourself become a danger to yourself or to others
>you wipe it off on your cloth which are still covered in this strange liquid

>once you are at the camp you get into one of the medic tents
>there isn’t much to do, most of the guys you pulled out of ruins were dead
>the other ones were transported to the nearest hospital once they were stable
>a medic approaches you
>"Okay, lie down"
>you comply
>"this may hurt a little"
"I know..."
>the disinfecting agent burns like hell and makes you clench your teeth
"Please don't move your head."
>shes cleaning the wound before she starts to stitch the wound
>if you had to define "unpleasant" this would be it
>>"Anon, how are you?"
>oh no...
"I'm fine, it's just a scratch."
>it's your captain, you can see him from the corner of you eyes
>>"A scratch, huh? I didn't know you were a hemophiliac."
>damn...
"Hey it's nothing big, okay?"
>>"I know you want to stay but that's it for you, you are going home for today, get some rest. You have been at it for 14 hours straight."
"There are still people missing!"
>there's a sharp pain on your forehead
>"Stop moving! I'm trying to fix you here!"
"Aah! ...sorry..."
>She sighs
>"Back to square one, don't blame me if this leaves a scar."
>>"Look you did a great job today but we can handle the rest. You WILL go home and rest, understood?"
"Like I have a choice..."
>>"That's right, and better get those clothes off quick, whatever THAT is, you shouldn't have it on your skin."
"Yeah, whatever..."
>>"Bye, Anon"
"Bye"
>he leaves the room and leaves the two of you alone
>"He is right, you should give it a rest."
"I know, alright? It's just..."
>"I know how you feel."
>she gives you a smile
>she is quite the beauty
>"Okay, I'm done. Go home and get some rest."
"Will do, goodbye."
>you stand up and leave
>"Take care."
>a few moments later you are in your car
>you start to drive in the direction of the the main gate
>it's rare that you come to work by car
>normally you come by plane
>you are stopped by soldiers
>"please open the trunk,sir"
>you pull the lever
"It's open"
>The soldier heads to look into your trunk while another uses a mirror to look under your car
>with a dull smash your trunk is closed and you see the soldier at the back of your care wave
>a moment afterwards the barrier is raised and you drive off
>after some time driving you realize how tired you are
>and some strange warmth on your chest, where you wiped your blood
"Shit, I better get this off quick..."
>once you are home you head straight for the shower
>you throw your cloth, which are soaked with that strange liquid, into the hamper and enjoy a long shower
"Oh god."
>This feels amazing
>once you are done you carefully dry yourself with a towel, put on some boxers and a shirt and head for the fridge
"Come here you sweet delicious."
>you grab yourself a can of and get comfy in front of your TV and chillax
>as usual there nothing but stupid crap running
>you zap through the channels
>buy this, buy that, shitty sitcom, shitty movie...
>"today at 4:35 there was a large explosion at the military base, the amount of casualties is not yet determined and authorities..."
"Yeah I know..."
>you zap again
>after a while you settle on a documentary until you finish your beer
>with a yawn you put out the TV and head for the bed
>after bare seconds you fall asleep
>you wake up because of your dog who is starting to lick your face
>with your eyes closed and still half asleep you try to push her away
"Stop it, Joy."
>"...blood..."
>Wait your dog died when you were 16, who is licking your face?
>you awake with a start
"What the fuck!?"
>there is some strange gray THING on your bed looking at you with big purple eyes...

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>You immediately start to increase the distance between you and IT
>you sit on your pillows, your back pressed against the wall
>you are no easily scared person but right now your heart is racing
"What do you want!?"
>It has a confused look on its... face
>Your mind start working again and your hand searches for something to smack this thing with
>"...blood..."
>What?
"I don't know who or what you are but you better leave right now or or swear to god i will..."
>It starts to move towards you with determination in its eyes
>your hand finds your alarm clock
>once it is inside arms reach you grab your alarm clock and swing it with all your might at the head of it
>mid swing you can see its expression change from determination to fear
>Blop
>your hand and your alarm clock are now stuck in this gooey something
>a shiver runs down your spine
>shock waves seem to run through its body and it..
>covers its head and shakes?
>"No more..."
>It's high voice is interrupted by sobs
>"No, please..."
>you heart is still beating like crazy and you are breathing heavy
>Shit what the hell is going on?
>First things first: you should get your hand out of its head
>you slowly pull your hand out of it which leaves it covered with some slime
>you look at the gross liquid that covers your shaking hand and try to rub it off between you thumb and index finger
"What is this?"
>"no more hit"
>It still covers its head in fear and sobs
>"please"
>You found yourself in a lot strange situations due to your work but this...
"Okay, easy now..."
>You start to carefully get off the bed and and move with you back pressed against the wall along it until you reach the light switch
>you don't dare to avert your gaze from this thing on your bed
>its still sobbing, while your fumble for the switch
>with a click the room gets bright, and you are dazzled for a second
"A... pony?"
>There is a crying and sobbing jelly-pony on bed
"How did you get? Why are you? What are?"
>"No more, please..."
>oh shit
"Hey, im not going to hurt..."
>you just smacked it with all your might
"Fuck. Okay im sorry i hit you. You scared the shit out of me, im sorry okay? Please i promise i wont do it again..."
>"I’m a good pony... please"
"I’m sorry. Please calm down i wont hurt you."
>As it seems to calm a bit down you approach it slowly with your hands shown in front of you
"I'm Anon what is your name?"
>It slowly turns its head over its shoulder to look at you
>There are tears running down its face(?)
>"Name?"
"Yes, your name. Can you tell me your name?"
>hands still in front of you, and with your best i-have-no-intention-of-harming-you-posture you slowly take step after step towards her
>"I am... I was... I..."
>she is still sobbing and look like shes going to cry any second
"Okay, calm down, don’t rush it. Are you injured?"
>She carefully feels her head with her hooves, tears still in her eyes
>"I... what?"
>She looks so frightened and confused
"Does it hurt anywhere?"