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P.S. - I don't own the copy write to Eeyore either, it's just my favorite character.

If you passed over the one section in the "Eye of the Storm", then I wouldn't recommend reading this story. This is a bit graphic for some to handle. I would rate this story PG-13 for the imagery that I have tried to portrayed in this story.

The Aftermath

by

Eeyore
(majorwingnut@yahoo.com)

Sirens rang the announcement of medical personnel to help those who were in the mall when the tornado struck. There were approximately 250 people in each of the four shelters and only about half survived. Some didn’t have a scratch on them while others were critically injured, unknown if they would survive the night. Miss Fine was slowly bleeding to death. The piece of wood was a dagger to a major artery to her heart. Granted the dagger was stopping most of the blood from the heart but not all of it. It had been an hour since the incident and the pool of blood was growing deeper and deeper.

Mr. Sheffield had a good sense that Nanny Fine had found refuge at the mall. Afterall, where else would she have gone? Her parents were in Florida during their annual springtime trip and Val was over in heels in love with Fred and was never home anymore. So the mall seemed the most logical place she would head to. He hoped that he wasn’t right, but something just told him that he was. It was a few miles walk to the mall, but anything for this lady was worth it.

Suddenly the voices of men could be heard. "Alleluia" one lady said as she cradled her husband’s lifeless body in her lap. The two emergency medical workers couldn’t believe what they saw. Mandy dead bodies that had been lifted by the tornado were thrown throughout the emergency shelter. Those that had survive and looked to be physically okay were in such a state of shock that no one knew how to tell them that its safe to come out. It looked like people were frozen in a time before the tornado hit.

After getting over their initial shock, the two medical workers motioned and yelled for the others to follow them in. No matter how many drills that they had completed or even real life emergencies they had been involved in did not prepare them for the medical emergency or the emotional trauma that the victims had suffered. The medical workers saw Nanny Fine first and gently prepared her to be sent to the closest hospital. They wrapped gauze around the wood that intruding onto her chest to keep pressure on the wound and quickly sent her to General Hospital where a doctors and nurses would be able to assess her condition.

With each passing thought, Mr. Sheffield had a strange sense that Miss Fine’s life was in danger. First he started walking faster, then started to jog until he was in a dead run the last half mile to the mall. When he got there he couldn’t believe the destruction that the storm had done. He fell to his knees and began to cry. He sent a prayer, although he thought it was selfish because it was just for Miss Fine and no one else, that she would be okay.

A few moments later a gentleman who was from the City’s Department of Public Works saw him and went over to ask if he was okay. He began to ask if he had seen anything, but the gentleman politely replied that he was there to make the building structurally safe as possible so no one else would be hurt during the rescue process. He did direct him to a place where a crowd of people had gather who were also inquiring about their love ones. He told the gentleman thank you and rush over to where the crowd was standing.

There was a bulletin board that was in the process of being setup.

Noticing he was knew to the pack, one lady said, "They’re going to post names of those who were in the mall and what their condition is. After they do this, then they’re going to hold a press conference and take questions from the crowd."

Back at home, Niles and C.C. wanted to know what was going on. Niles thought about turning on the television but remember that the electricity had been knocked out.

"Now what should we do?" Niles asked.

"I don’t know. I don’t know about you, but that tornado scared me."

"Yeah I know what I mean."

Suddenly they were locked in an embrace. Who knows if they would regret this or be happy that it had happen? At that moment they didn’t care about that. All they cared about was relieving the tension that had built up because the storm. Gently and passionately Niles swoop C.C. off her feet and upstairs to his room.

"You know, we might regret this," C.C. commented.

"Then again, we might not," Niles answered her back.

About five minutes later the first posting came out. The gentleman who posted the list had said that the majority of names on this list were those who had survived the storm. People rushed to view the list. Some left happy, some left sad in tears, but the only one who stayed there was Mr. Sheffield. There was no mention of Miss Fine’s name.

"Excuse me sir," Mr. Sheffield began, "when will you have another list coming out?"

"Probably not until the majority of the bodies have been removed," a gentleman said.

"Are you positive that these are all of those who have survived? Everyone has been positively i.d.?"

"That’s what we were able to obtain," the gentleman was saying but was interrupted by another gentleman.

"Pardon me sir, but here’s a revised list. There was one person who was rushed to the hospital prior to us starting to get names but from the information we have received she didn’t make it."

"What was her name?" Mr. Sheffield asked, almost terrified to even know.

"Fran Fine."

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