旼컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴커 � Diminsions Of The Dark by J.L. Black � 쳐컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴캑 � Suddenly something gave way, I fell backwards and Thomas was on the � � floor next to me. My first thought was, 'thank you Rod Sterling'. � � When I looked over at Thomas I could see he was in a great deal of � � pain. � � � � "Are you alright?", I questioned. � � � � "I'm not sure," he whispered. His breathing was labored and his face � � was as red as i had ever seen. "I feel as if I have a tremendous � � weight on my chest. And my arm hurts," he agonized. � � � � I told him to lay back and try to relax. As he did this I placed my � � fingers on his neck to feel his pulse. I watched the second hand on my � � watch and counted. His pulse rate was up to almost 180. I untied his � � tie and pulled it off, then took the studs from the top button of his � � shirt and laid the collar open. I then felt his left arm, which he � � said he thought was broken. I gently slipped his jacket off and � � examined his arm. The bone, above the elbow, was protruding through � � his long sleeved white dress shirt. I did not know if I could help � � him, a compound fracture is extremely serious. � 읕컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴켸