"Wolfgang, you can hand me what I ask for. Hand me the alchohol.", I said, sanitizing the wound with it. "Alright, needle and thread.", I then stitched up his throat. "Lastly, rip a shirt for me." I the took one half and folded it up as a cushion. I gently tied the other half around Elke's neck. "There we go. He's done. I'll treat myself, you just get him someplace comfortable."
(Be back in 10 min. Takin a shower)