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[[The Colonel's guards are right behind Nick and Trudy's car. One takes aim with his rifle and hits the trunk of the car.]]
<<KAPOW>>
<<THUNK>>

[[Trudy screams as the bullet grazes her right arm.]]
Trudy: AAAAUGH!

Nick: Are you OK?
Trudy: [holding her arm] Just... grazed me. Hurts like heck, though.

Nick: Apply pressure. Rip that dress or something to make a bandage.
[[Trudy starts tearing a strip of fabric off the hem of her dress.]]