Shelly looked into Jessica's eyes and saw fear reflected back at her. "How long was I out?" she asked. They were still on the landing next to a long hallway where she'd been shot. With careful fingers, she touched the spot where the bullet had struck. Her shirt was soaked in blood, but there wasn't as much pain as she thought there should be. At least she could breathe if she kept her breaths short.
"Only a couple minutes," Becky said next to her. Shelly noticed a large bruise on her left cheek and a cut along her chin still seeping blood. "I've seen people get shot there before. You couldn't have healed yourself with magic dampened like it is. How…?"
