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Name: Austin Young
Gender: Male
Appearance: 5'11" with blonde hair  and green eyes, slim build with some muscle
Occupation: Police Officer
Pregnant: --
# of babies: --
How far along: --
Injuries: Was in one of the vehicles involved in the wreck, was not on the train. Only a minor laceration to his forehead and bruising to his left shoulder.
Backstory: Jumped right into the police force after high school, had been on the force for five years now making him twenty-three. Has experience in emergencies and medical assistance. Was off duty an on his way home from work when he was involved in the pile-up.


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It was screaming that brought Austin back to consciousness. A cry for help that immediately had him startled into an upright position, years of emergency training drilled into his body making it instinctual. Of course the actually movement brought a wave of nausea and dizziness that had him reaching to an area on his forehead. His fingers came back wet and red with blood from where his head had made contact with the steering wheel. Remembering the events previous, he recalled being unable to break fast enough to avoid a train car that had derailed onto the road causing the minivan behind him to slam him from behind and send him flying forward. It was from that minivan that the cries for help were coming from. Cutting out of his seat belt, thankful for the large F-250's protection from any real injuries, he was able to slip out the driver's side window that had busted open during the wreck.

There was already another person on the scene, a large guy that carried a medical bag with him. Austin could only assume he was a nurse. "I'm a police officer," he announced as he approached. "I can help." Assessing the situation, it seemed the man in the minivan had been hit on either side as well as his tail gate, pinning him in the vehicle.