[So to recap - it's a custom job recently carved, in such a way that it could have been made here; it struck Jun from the front, but was able to be pulled out of the wound it caused with effort. The shaft is broken off, presumably by the bookshelf -
Wait. Jun's shoulders weren't under the bookshelf, neither was the wound -
But they moved him. If it had been pinned, it would have been right there, wouldn't it? If it had been caught in his clothing it would have been obvious - wouldn't it?]
To hell with this. God, it... it must have been agony. I'm so sorry.
[Not forgetting to take Jun's glasses as well, gently tucking one earpiece into his shirt collar to keep them with him, Eric's going to pick the boy up off the floor. The dead never truly look like they're sleeping, not without an undertaker's help. There's a limpness that living flesh just doesn't have, and what dead flesh has was made worse in this case by what had to be several hundred pounds of books, chains, and sturdily-constructed shelf.
Still, Eric's cautious, even as the trembling that hasn't stopped becomes something more like a case of the shakes. It's easiest to keep Jun's head from lolling unnaturally if he does lift him as though he's sleeping, so he does. While he does his best to ignore how wrong everything feels as he carries him over to the table - there isn't something particularly off about his back, is there?
Aside from the expected crush damage below a certain point, rather. Flail chest is probably a given, isn't it... in any case, nobody's going to want to use that table again.]
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Wait. Jun's shoulders weren't under the bookshelf, neither was the wound -
But they moved him. If it had been pinned, it would have been right there, wouldn't it? If it had been caught in his clothing it would have been obvious - wouldn't it?]
To hell with this. God, it... it must have been agony. I'm so sorry.
[Not forgetting to take Jun's glasses as well, gently tucking one earpiece into his shirt collar to keep them with him, Eric's going to pick the boy up off the floor. The dead never truly look like they're sleeping, not without an undertaker's help. There's a limpness that living flesh just doesn't have, and what dead flesh has was made worse in this case by what had to be several hundred pounds of books, chains, and sturdily-constructed shelf.
Still, Eric's cautious, even as the trembling that hasn't stopped becomes something more like a case of the shakes. It's easiest to keep Jun's head from lolling unnaturally if he does lift him as though he's sleeping, so he does. While he does his best to ignore how wrong everything feels as he carries him over to the table - there isn't something particularly off about his back, is there?
Aside from the expected crush damage below a certain point, rather. Flail chest is probably a given, isn't it... in any case, nobody's going to want to use that table again.]