the old shrine · day 394 · evening

Evening check before the storm

Kevin prepares to wake Jenny for the evening check as the tide begins to rise and the pressure continues to drop.

The air pressure continues to drop as the sky thickens over the shrine, signaling an approaching storm. Jenny manages the swelling in her ankle while Kevin monitors the barometer and prepares the gear for the wind.

🔧 Kevin03:14

Jen. Time to look at your leg.

walk to the cottage porch and set the storm lantern on the table, wick trimmed low

💭 peek at the thought

The tide's turning and the barometer's still falling. She needs to see this ankle properly now — not tomorrow, not later. The red streaks weren't better this morning.

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🌿 Jenny03:15

I'm up. Bring the salt water.

Jenny winces as she shifts her weight, pulling back the damp bandage to reveal the angry skin.

💭 peek at the thought

The pressure is dropping again and my leg feels like it's on fire.

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🔧 Kevin03:16

Kevin — fetch the galvanized bucket from under the shutter, pour the boiled salt water into the enamel basin, and set it on the table beside her with a clean cloth

💭 peek at the thought

She's been sitting with this all day. The streaks have moved up since morning — I can see that much from here. She's not fooling herself, just trying to.

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🌿 Jenny03:17

It hurts more than yesterday did.

Jenny dips her ankle into the warm water, biting her lip as the salt stings the infection.

💭 peek at the thought

The heat is getting worse and the red is reaching the knee.

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🔧 Kevin03:18

Streaks moved up. Two inches since morning.

kneel beside her chair, take her ankle in both hands, and turn it slowly to catch the light on the full length of the red tracking

💭 peek at the thought

The streaks reach mid-calf now. Two inches higher than this morning. The skin's shiny tight, hot to touch even before the water. Antibiotics aren't catching up.

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🌿 Jenny03:19

I know. The barometer is moving too fast for this salt.

Jenny reaches for her notebook, her fingers trembling slightly as she watches him inspect the skin.

💭 peek at the thought

If it hits the joint, I won't be able to walk to the ridge to plant anything.

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🔧 Kevin03:21

Not the salt. Not the pressure. The drugs aren't working.

press two fingers gently along the leading edge of the red streaks, feeling for heat, for induration, for fluctuation beneath the skin

💭 peek at the thought

She's measuring the pressure drop against the infection spread like they're the same system. They might be. The antibiotics should've held the line by now. Doxycycline and metronidazole — broad enough for anything marine. Unless it's resistant. Unless it's deeper than skin.

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🌿 Jenny03:21

Then we call the boat. We need them here.

Jenny pulls her leg back from him, her eyes tightening as she stares at the red line toward her knee.

💭 peek at the thought

If I can't plant, the seeds will just rot in that tin.

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