He had never before heard his friend scream.
“What happened,” Dennis asked his friend.
George, who was on the ground holding his ankle, fought to catch his breath.
“A snake bit me,” George shouted. “It was a rattlesnake.”
“This isn’t good,” Dennis thought to himself. The two of them were hiking in a remote area. They were at least four hours away from the nearest campsite.
“What do you need me to do,” Dennis asked.
“I need an antidote,” George responded. “I’ll be fine if I’m treated in time, but if not I could lose my leg. I need an antidote.”
Dennis took a deep breath. He prided himself on thinking quick on his feet. Now he was being put to the test.