At last, Sasha called out to Rick, “Be careful Rick.”
By this time the local security guards had contacted the RCMP on their walkie -talkies. Within a few minutes the police jumped into the fray and started to break things up. While this was taking place the rain started to come down in buckets. Most of the crowd were starting to leave as they knew they weren’t going to hear any more music today. Many of the bikers also quickly got on their bikes and left the area. Several of them were on parole or had outstanding warrants and didn’t want to get arrested by the RCMP.
As the crowd started to thin out Rick was able to get to Lloyd who was still lying on the ground. Lloyd was still conscious but it appeared that his nose had been broken by a biker’s punch. Rick could see that there were several places on Lloyd’s arms that were turning black and blue.
“We’ve got to get your dad over to the first aid tent,” said Rick to Sasha as the rain continued to pour down. Gypsy came over to introduce himself to Rick and Sasha.
“Hi, I’m Gypsy. I just met Misty this afternoon. How’s Misty’s dad doing?” asked Gypsy. He didn’t wait for an answer. Gypsy bent down to have a closer look at Lloyd.
“ Your dad has a broken nose and several contusions on his arms,” said
Gypsy, taking charge of the situation. Gypsy had also been a paramedic in the States for a short time. “We need to get him over to the first aid station eventually, but I’ll need a doctor to examine him here. I don’t want to move him as he may have a head or neck injury. Can one of you run to the first aid tent and tell them that we need a doctor here right away?”
“You won’t need to do that, man. I’m a doctor. As soon as I saw the fight break out I knew I’d be needed here,” said a young festival medic.
“The patient is breathing and has a pulse,” the doctor said as he bent down with one knee on the ground.
By this time Lloyd was starting to come around. He opened his eyes, looked around and tried to lift himself up. As he moved only slightly a strong wave of pain came over him and Lloyd gave out a loud groan.
“Just rest easy for a bit, man and let the doctor have a look at you,” Gypsy instructed.
The doctor began his examination of Lloyd. Once he was satisfied that Lloyd had sensation in all his limbs the doctor asked Gypsy and Rick if they could help Lloyd get to his feet.
The effects of the acid that Misty had ingested earlier were starting to manifest. She began to feel very paranoid and disoriented. Misty could not make any sense of what was going on. When she looked at her dad being helped to his feet by Rick and Gypsy she thought that her dad looked like the monster in the book, Frankenstein. Misty had recently been reading this novel and she saw a resemblance to her father probably due to his misshapen nose and the blood all over his tee shirt. Gypsy and Rick appeared to Misty as two ugly gargoyles who were Dr. Frankenstein’s assistants. Misty let out a scream and ran into the bushes behind the main stage.
Slowly getting up onto his feet Lloyd yelled,” What’s wrong with Misty? “
“Where’s she going?”
“She looked very freaked out,”said the young doctor. “Your daughter may have taken some of the bad acid that was floating around this afternoon. We saw a lot of bad trips in the first aid tent.”
“Rick and Sasha go find Misty!” Lloyd directed. He then watched Gypsy follow Rick and Sasha into the woods.
” You need to stay here, sir. I’ve got to fix up your nose. It’s dislocated,” said the doctor.
Lloyd groaned and said, “I’ve got to find my daughter and help her.”
“Don’t worry about that sir. It looks you have three responsible people looking out for her,” said the doctor trying to reassure Lloyd.
“Yeah, well I don’t know who that other guy is. If he’s the one that gave her the bad acid I’ll kill him,” Lloyd replied.
“We don’t know that sir. I’m sure your daughter will be all right. Once the others find your daughter they can bring her to the first aid tent where I can treat her,” said the young doctor attempting to calm Lloyd down.
Misty had a head start into the woods of several minutes. She further increased her distance from her would-be rescuers by the speed of her running. The acid that she took was very likely laced with some amphetamine and this was adding to the speed of Misty’s escape from her perceived monsters.
The rain continued to pour down causing Misty to slip and slide as the grass became slippery and the grass muddy. Misty lost her footing and slid right into a large oak tree. Her head took a nasty bump as it collided with the trunk of the tree. The collision had caused a small gash to open on Misty’s forehead. Her blood started to mix with the pouring rain and Misty’s own perspiration. When Misty looked down on the blood dripping on the ground her panic increased. Instead of staying put and calling out for help Misty