Colin headed for the back where Phill had been taken for his gunshot. The man was a goid shot, thus he waas important to keep this place protected.
"How's Phill holding up?" the gamer asked.
The staff member treating his injury looked down at the ground.
"The bones near his gunshot are shattered, he'd need extensive surgery to fix it and we don't have anybody her with the tools or skills required to do so." She said.
Colin looked down in concern.
"I'm afraid we either need to find a doctor to fix the injury, or put him outside for the bimbos to take."
Colin froze up, glazing at the agonized warden moaning in pain on the bed.
There were two ways to go about this:
A.) Colin could get some staff to go look for a doctor to fix his arm and risk getting more people hurt.
B.) Risk nobody and just toss him outside to be bimbo bait.
Weighing his options carefully, Colin choose to....