Archie staggered to his feet, blood pulsing slowly but persistently down the side of his face. He staggered backwards, then sideways.
Christ's sake, Archie, I heard myself thinking aloud as I grabbed his arm and pulled him roughly towards me. He fell against me, his knees buckled and he was on all fours on the ground again.
"Get up!" I commanded.
"Look at Doug!" Archie was crying again. "Look what you done!"
"Get up!" I snarled.
I didn't care about Doug, the heat was burning my skin and I felt that at any moment it would blister and peel away.