Gage didn't remember the impact, but as he picked himself up, his body numb. Then he saw the blood, Here comes the pain, he thought. A cry rang out.
Misty hears a scream, she runs into the alleyway where she used to be and sees Gage along with a completely wrecked motorcycle and blood everywhere. She runs up to a dazed Gage and sniffs around him, she then sniffs Gage and gently licks his ear. A chill pierces Misty through her thick fur as the cold night settles in on the city. Misty whimpers and curls around the back of Gage trying to keep him warm, her soft fluffy tail on his exposed and bleeding neck.
doesn't she have a phone? can't she get his out of his pocket and call 911)