Carnival day.

    Dustin had finally caught up with his sister who was shaking and visibly mentally scarred. She had hid behind a stall of sweet treats crouching in tears. Taking her into his arms, he assured her that everything would be okay. And tightly, she returned the hug.

    Hurling past the two was the ambulance. Its presence and deafening sirens brought cars and crowds to a hold as they barged through. And although on the outside Dustin was being strong for his sister, he was scared to death. His teeth clattering, like a choir rehearsing.

    He stared into the fleeting ambulance through its back window and swallowed a huge gulp of spit as he saw them tearing off clothes and working their magic. And his feet could barely hold him up as he saw them take off a girl's jacket covered in blood. What happened and how did everything go wrong?