[The bark paralyzes Emily in place obediently. She's not much for listening to asshole adults, but Peter is a seemingly level-headed fellow child, and she trusts him for what it's worth. His word means a lot.
Her heart is in her throat as he checks the body. She's sure it's going to rise up and take a chunk out of his face. Cough on him. Bleed on him.] We--we might can find a blanket in a house. We don't have to get a frozen one. [But she takes a cautious step toward Peter.]
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Her heart is in her throat as he checks the body. She's sure it's going to rise up and take a chunk out of his face. Cough on him. Bleed on him.] We--we might can find a blanket in a house. We don't have to get a frozen one. [But she takes a cautious step toward Peter.]
How are we going to carry it?