# Death In The Time Bay: Part Three

Author: Pellicius
Tags: Gore, Mystery, Steam Punk, Timetravel, Violence

DEATH IN THE TIME BAY: &nbsp;PART THREE

&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; The operator was the first to act, leaning forwards and pulling the badly hurt time traveler from the pile of corpses and limbs that surrounded him. &nbsp;The time traveler was unconscious, his head lolling back and his mouth half open, still contorted in a grimace of pain. &nbsp;

&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; Scott took the time travelers' legs and helped the operator lower the wounded anthro to the marble floor, in the shadow of the Machine. &nbsp;There was a bullet wound in his shin, and a thin slice in his upper stomach which wasn't bleeding badly, but was undoubtedly causing internal bleeding. &nbsp;The operator took a rag from his overall's front pocket and pressed it against the time traveler's shattered shin.

&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; The pain made the time traveler snap back to consciousness, jerking his head upwards, Scott was barely able to catch him before he bashed his skull against the floor. &nbsp;

&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; That was when the first police officer walked into the building, his expression clam and reserved. &nbsp;It changed nearly instantly upon viewing the blood and pile of dismembered time traveler's in the Machine. &nbsp;

&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; "Help us, give us bandages!" &nbsp;Cried the fox, not bothering with politeness and etiquette. &nbsp;The police officer fumbled at his belt for several agonizing seconds before tossing a roll of gauze to the fox, who tore off a long strip with his teeth and began to strap the rag into place. &nbsp;Blood was still dripping from the time travelers' stomach injury and Scott pressed &nbsp;wad of gauze against that as well, feeling the blood, as warm as a freshly poured cup of tea, cover his paws.

&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; Another police officer, a golden lion rushed forwards, politely ushering the fox aside. &nbsp;His calm disposition spoke of countless hours saving lives. &nbsp;After all police officers had to receive at least basic medical training to go onto the streets.

&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; "Please move aside," he said mildly, the fox did as he said, scooting aside and handing him the roll of gauze, "I have experience with gunshot wounds." &nbsp;Scott realized that his paws were shaking, and that he was dangerously close to fainting. &nbsp;He didn't like blood, didn't much like death either, even if it was quiet and painless. &nbsp;

&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; Within seconds several other police officers had arrived, bearing a stretcher, which they set down next to the wounded time traveler, who was constantly drifting in and out of consciousness, mumbling indecipherable phrases as he did so. &nbsp;Scott got up and leaned against the side of the Machine, just in an effort to keep his wildly wobbly knees beneath him. &nbsp;The officers loaded the wounded time traveler aboard the stretcher and double timed it out of the Time Bay. &nbsp;The lion turned towards Scott, his expression calm as he wiped the blood from his paws.

&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; "Name, please." &nbsp;Scott remained quiet for a few seconds, before finally finding his voice.

&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; "Scott Pendleton, sir." &nbsp;The officer nodded and beckoned for Scott to follow him, ahead of him, he saw the fox departing with the other remaining police officer.

&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; "You are being kept as a witness, you may call your family if you wish." &nbsp;Said the officer, then began walking briskly out of the Time Bay. &nbsp;Scott struggled to keep up with him, wondering what all of this could mean.

TO BE CONTINUED IN PART FOUR...

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