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Kristina said again as his eyes blinked open. He looked shocked to see her face, but almost immediately she saw realization dawn as he recalled what had happened to him. “Keith,” Kristina said for want of some way to start the conversation. “Are you alright?”
     
    He nodded once.
     
    “I need to call nine-one-one.”
     
    “No,” Keith said immediately. It surprised Kristina how strong his voice was, especially considering the state of him. “Don’t.”
     
    “Someone beat the crap out of you,” Kristina said. “The police need to be informed.”
     
    “No police,” Keith said gruffly. “They don’t need to be involved.”
     
    Kristina might have protested further, but there was something in his tone that made her stop short of insisting. She looked him over and shook her head. “I have to do something.”
     
    “You can,” Keith said, as he tried to straighten up. Kristina leaned forward and helped him rise to a sitting position. He didn’t brush off her hands as she had expected he might. Instead, he gave her a nod of thanks and looked her in the eye. “You can patch me up.”
     
    “Me?” Kristina said, as fear tinged her tone. “I wouldn’t know where to begin.”
     
    “That’s alright,” Keith said. “I do. I’ll talk you through the steps.”
     
    Kristina swallowed hard. “Are you sure I can’t at least take you to a hospital? We don’t have to tell them anything about how you got in this condition.”
     
    “No hospitals,” Keith said shortly. “No doctors and no police.”
     
    With a sigh, Kristina conceded defeat and nodded once. “We can go to my dorm room. My roommate will be in class all afternoon. It’s only a short distance.”
     
    She expected him to protest, but he only nodded and attempted to stand up. Kristina helped him up, lending whatever support she could, but she was extremely aware of how small she was in comparison to him. He towered over her, casting her in his mammoth shadow.
     
    They walked towards the dorm in silence. Kristina was concentrating on walking straight and supporting Keith’s weight, and she didn’t let suspicion taint the task at hand. For the moment, she decided to first get him to the dorm, patch him up, and then start asking questions. She hoped that Marie would stay away for the whole evening so that she wouldn’t have to explain Keith’s presence in their room.
     
    It took longer than she had anticipated to get him into the dorm room, but they ran into only two people on their way there. Kristina avoided their curious gazes and kept her head down, but she didn’t check to see if Keith was doing the same. Once the door was closed behind them, Kristina breathed a sigh of relief as Keith sunk down onto her bed without invitation.
     
    “God dammit,” Keith breathed as he closed his eyes for a moment.
     
    “You must be in a lot of pain.”
     
    “I’ve had worse,” Keith said in a non-committal tone.
     
    “What do I do?” Kristina asked in a business-like manner.
     
    “Do you have a first aid kit anywhere?” Keith asked, looking around the room.
     
    “Not here,” Kristina said, shaking her head. “But I can get one from the dorm supervisor. Stay here and I’ll be right back.”
     
    Kristina sped through the halls to the first floor where Tracy’s room was and within two minutes she was back and panting softly. She locked the room door and turned to Keith. “Ok,” she said. “I got it.”
     
    “Bring it here,” Keith said, and Kristina moved forward with the box in hand.
     
    “Open it and let me see what we’re working with,” Keith instructed. He spent a whole minute looking through everything, and then he nodded once.
     
    “Do we have everything you’ll need?” Kristina asked.
     
    “We have enough,” Keith nodded. “Let’s start with the blood. You’ll need to scrape it off.”
     
    Carefully and guided by Keith’s prompts, Kristina went to work. She worked slowly and with avid