"Who are you?" she croaked out, depending entirely on my hands to keep her head upright. "I'm Johnny," I told her, biting back a smirk. "Who are you?" "Shannon," she whispered. Her eyelids drooped a little but quickly sprung back open when I nudged her cheeks. "Like the river," she added with a small sigh. I chuckled at her response. "Well, Shannon like the river," I said brightly, desperate to keep her focused and talking. "Your parents are on the way. They're probably going to take you to the hospital for a check-up."
