"Even if we tried to look, the observation deck is in ruins, so all we'd see is trees..." I pointed out to Jan. "I don't think we can get up high
enough. But maybe through the fallen trees we could see something. I don't know. I am really more worried right now about what we can do for that
nasty gash in her leg from those claws."
"I don't know," Jan said with sadness. "I don't know much at all about first aid. Maybe Ben or Terry does."
"Yeah, maybe we better get them up and see," I replied. "It might make a difference."
The sound of footsteps interrupted us, as we turned to see Terry coming up the hill. Jan rushed to her, asking "You know anything about first aid? We
found a women who was attacked by a bear, and she's in the tent over there."
"The bear Dad killed?" Terry countered, nursing an injured elbow, and just waking up.
"We think it might be that bear...Yeah, but we can't be sure," I interjected.
"Well I did get some emergency survival training, back before Dad and I went on a long trip once," Terry said, jarring her memory. "It was a long time
ago, and I don't remember much. But there was this one thing that always grossed me out, about how to treat an open wound with urine... Yuk, I'll
never forget it."
Jan and I just looked at each other, confused.
"Yeah," she continued. "If you don't have any water, you can use fresh urine to clean it." Turning towards the tent, she motioned us to come along.
"So let's see," she said.
Realizing that she might have a good point, and knowing that what water we had would be precious, I inquired within to see if I might muster that
bodily function. But to no avail, as I just didn't have to go. And then I wondered perhaps if it would be best to use the woman's own urine...
"God, that looks awful," Terry said, examining her leg. "But we definitely have to clean it, or it will get infected. And now might be a good time,
since she's still passed out. Anyone got some scissors or a knife? We have to cut away that material."
"Yes," answered Ben to our surprise, looking into the tent. "Hold on..." He left back to his car, and returned with a pocket knife. Terry proceeded to
cut away the loose material around the gash, and then looked up. "Anyone got to go?" she asked. "I need that." Ben looked confused.
"Yes, it just so happens I do," said Jan. And down the hill she went, in search of a container. I explained to Ben what had happened, as Jan returned
a few minutes later with the goods in a used Burger King cup.
"Well, here it goes," said Terry, completing the task. I was thrilled at her bravery. "There, that should do it for now..." But a startling scream
penetrated our bones, as the woman woke up in clear agony. "God damn that hurts," she cried. Terry and Jan tried to comfort her, telling her it was
going to be ok.
"So what's your name?" Ben said, after the situation had calmed a bit. "Sandra," she mumbled. "Well I'm Ben, and that's Terry my daughter and Jan and
Brian," he said pointing around.
"What in the hell happened?" Sandra replied, slowly coming out of her daze. "First there was this huge earthquake, and then....Well all I remember
after that was this huge bear coming out of nowhere, and...and..."
"Shh, just take it easy," Jan said. "We know what happened, and we're so terribly sorry." Jan briefly explained what we knew so far to Sandra.
But then another strong tremor rocked us all back to reality, and again the sound of water sloshing around permeated our senses. Ben and I looked at
each other, and with no further words needed, headed up to the perch, looking for a break in the trees. Eying a spot, he motioned me over.
"Look right down through there, and I think you can see it," he said.
And down through the slight line of sight he had found, roared the vista of open ocean, twisting and turning, some 600 feet below us. The cumulative
events of the past hours rose up in me again, in one single feeling of pure hopelessness and doom. I refused to accept it in panic, and spotted a
leaning tree on the other side of the hill. I was determined to climb it. I just had to see more.
Making my way branch by branch upwards, the view became a lot clearer, and much more frightening. When I reached as far as I could go, I gazed down
all around us, to see what no mortal should ever have to witness. We had clearly escaped not only death, but an entire cleansing of nature. For down
below us in every direction, all I could see was ocean. Vast, never ending ocean all the way to the horizon. I froze, completely consumed by the
Tearing myself away, I rushed back down. I tried to get Ben to go up, but he wanted no part of it. "I believe you. And I don't want to look," he said
with a morbid dread. I explained what I saw to the others, and faced once again disbelief and breakdown of human beings to raw naked cores, fearful of
impending death. Brooding silence ensued once again, as we all contemplated whether we wanted to carry on.
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