I guess this means that Ken wasn't wearing a deer-proof jacket, unless it was merely deer-proof in that it would prevent him from being gored, but not prevent him from getting the wind knocked out or suffering internal injuries. (However, if it turns out that he was gored, I've got to say that I always thought there would be more blood.) Anyway, if they're serious about saving Ken, I hope Patty plans to call an ATA (that's an All Terrain Ambulance, by the way) because I don't really see how a regular one could get past the giant tree that's fallen down behind them, presumably blocking the trail. And speaking of Patty, honey, it's not really your fault. I mean, yes, it was your pet deer that did it, but you weren't the one to shoot at it and spook it, and you weren't the one to later free the spooked deer, and you certainly didn't intend for Ken to get in its way as it bounded off to freedom (and maybe Ken needed to learn that ever important rule that two objects cannot occupy the same space at the same time). Then again, if you continue to cry and sit on your knees while Mark administers rudimentary forest first aid (which seems to amount to taking a pulse), then what happens to Ken could be your fault. It's time to stand up and pump those crazy legs until they bring you to a phone where you can call the people who can keep this from turning from an unfortunate accident into a tragedy. Go! Go! Go! (Or, you can just trust that the Jack Elrod ball, which disappeared after the first panel, is seeking help. Whatever you think is best.)
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