09:40
LAFD STATION 118, LOS ANGELES
"So starting from today, Michelle and Jack will be following Hen on Paramedic duty," Cap announced.
"Ok Captain," I said.
"Sure, Bobby." Hen said.
I admit that she is very good at slapping people. Good luck Jacky.
Michelle gave no reaction at all.
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11:30
- 911, what's your emergency?
- You need to send someone... My coworker is inside a refrigerated truck. He tripped over something and fell, he must have hit his head or something! He isn't responding!
- Calm down. Help is on the way.
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11:50
"Thank God. My colleague is inside the truck!"
"Okay, can you tell me how it happened, and does he have any medical conditions?" Hen asked.
"Hen, I will check on the patient," I said.
"Sure. Michelle go and help Jackie."
We found the patient and started checking him.
While we were busy dealing with the patient, something terrible happened.
Someone closed the door of the truck, locking us inside with the patient.
"HEY HEY THERE'S SOMEONE INSIDE!" Michelle shouted while I rushed and tried to open the door, but I was too late.
"Dammit! The door is locked." I said "Michelle? I don't have my walkie with me..."
"I got it. (To the radio) Hen? Hen? Henrietta? Respond! Dammit. Hen isn't responding."
"Let's take care of the patient for now. Stay calm." I said. "Sir? Can you hear me?"
*Engine starts, freezer starts to run*
"Oh dear."
"Fuck..."
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30 minutes later, at the incident site.
"Hen? Wake up!" Athena tried to wake Hen up.
"Thena...? What happened?"
"I was patrolling nearby and someone led me here, and I saw you lying there unconscious."
"Where's Jack and Michelle?"
"No, I don't see them. Is there a problem?"
"Oh my god..."
"Dispatch, 727L30 calling in. Reporting 2 missing LAFD Paramedics. Station 118, Jacky Man and Michelle Clark."
"Are they...still on the truck?"
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"We have space blankets. Enough for three. This could buy us some time." I said as I was looking for something useful. "Here. Warp it around you. Then we will need to warp the patient."
"Thanks. I can't reach Hen on my radio, it might have gone out of range...."
"Michelle? Are you alright?"
"I think I am going claustrophobic... I...I..."
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I hugged Michelle.
"It's alright, we will work our way out. Calm down."
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"Hello, Athena."
"Bobby, Jacky, and Michelle went missing. Hen has no idea where they are. They were last seen on a refrigerated truck. I've notified dispatch."
"That's not good. How's Hen?"
"Doctors are checking on her. The technicians are working on tracking their walkie-talkie and their phone signals."
"Ok. Thanks, Athena."
"Cap what's going on?" Buck said
"Athena said Jacky and Michelle are missing. The LAPD is working on locating them. Hen is at the hospital. Athena thinks that Hen got unconscious when Jacky and Michelle went missing."
"What the..." Chim said.
"I will notify our Chief. Calm down."
"I hope they are both fine..." Buck said.
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"We have just received a breaking piece of news - 2 Los Angeles Fire Department Paramedics is missing during a rescue mission. The Police Department Believes that the two are being trapped inside a refrigerated truck and is working on locating the two. We had reached out to LAFD for comments. Our reporter Taylor Jones is interviewing witnesses."
"(Taylor:) 2 LAFD Paramedics are reported missing when they are responding to a call. Three paramedics were responding to the call when two of them are trapped and the remaining one was left unconscious until she was found by a Police Officer. She is now admitted to a hospital."
"(Speaker 1:) I saw two paramedics jumped into the truck with bags, then a few people came out of nowhere and the truck just left."
"(Restaurant Staff:) We are getting our supplies and food ingredients when a worker injured himself in the truck. So we called 911."
"LAPD is still investigating the incident. Stay tuned for more updates. Taylor Jones, News Channel 8."
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It's been nearly 2 hours since we've been stuck inside a refrigerated truck. And I have no idea where on earth are we. Athena said her team is still tracking us down.
The patient is still okay. He only had minor injuries - a cut on his leg and arm injuries.
The truck stopped at some sort of factory, and the driver decided to leave us here with the air-con still on.
Michelle is usually mean and most of the time being very rude, but now she seems less hostile to me. Probably it's because we exchanged our dark stories - her abusive boyfriend, that night where I got betrayed and lost my best friend.
"Oh, and by the way, I'm sorry," Michelle said.
"Well, that's quite sudden. What's wrong?' I said.
"I slapped you out of frustration like a few days ago?"
"Nah it's alright, at least you used your bare hands only."
"Look, after what I've been through with my relationship, I wanted to prove that I am strong. But since you came, your skills and your courage really make me jealous. So, yeah, I'm sorry."
"Mhm. Apologies accepted."
Michelle started laughing.
"By the way, your smile is gorgeous."
"You're the first one from 118 who saw me smile. Congrats."
"So I guess we are friends now?"
"Yes, as long as you didn't reveal my secret to others, especially Buck. Deal?"
"Deal."
Athena's finally bringing in some good news. They can locate our GPS signal, but there are way too many trucks here.
"*Clears Throat* 911? YES, A MANIAC TRAPPED US IN HERE YOU GOTTA SEND HELP! YOU ARE SENDING SOMEONE? THANKS A LOT!"
"What the fuck Jackie?"
"Hold onto something, quick. We are going for a ride."
My plan worked. The truck started moving, and it's fast like hell.
A few moments later, I'm hearing police sirens. Later, the truck stopped, and we are finally getting out of here.
The driver tried to flee. But...he didn't include Michelle in his calculations.
"STOP RIGHT HERE YOU (quality content)" Michelle jumped off the ambulance. "F(Censor)! YOU (censor)!"
She's sort of attractive (It's not Romantic. End of story.), and it's great to work with her.
Gosh, my throat's feeling weird...
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A DAY LATER
"Hello, Cap. It's Michelle. I've just left the hospital"
"It's great to hear from you. Are you two feeling better?"
"Yes. Thanks, Cap. Oh, and Jacky won't be back for a few days."
"What happened?"
"The doctor said that he had a sore throat, and now he can barely talk. Probably it's because he shouted way too hard."
"Oh, I see. Thanks. I hope he gets well soon."
"Yeah. I have to go. Bye Cap."
"Bye Michelle."