Evelyn was walking rather peacefully through said park on her way back from a friend's house when she noticed said girl.

… That doesn't look like she just decided to lie on the floor or something, that looks like she's actually injured, so Eva goes that direction with relative haste.

Is she okay?

It doesn't look like it. Her clothes are in tatters (and would look like she was playing a peasant at a renfaire or something even if they weren't). And... Yeah, that's blood, and what looks like a nasty burn.

Oh, shit, what the hell – right, phone, check for breathing, call 911, what the hell.

She's breathing.

She stirs, turns her head over and asks a question in - Russian? Greek? German? None of the above?

How Germanic does it sound? Ev might be able to– get something about what she's saying if it's anywhere near that; she's not totally sure how similar languages like Polish sound to German.

Meanwhile: emergency services. Yes, she needs an ambulance, she describes her approximate location, and she explains that she has a ten-ish-year-old girl who has burns and is bleeding in a park.

She talks to the girl to see if that gets a response – maybe she knows English but just isn't using it, okay, "Hey? Hey, are you– can you understand me?"

"English not... Esay. Mu- Mom is? Monsters came. Brö- Burn." Cough. "We were leave tomorrow. Too slow."

"You– what? What happened?" she asks, trying to be patient but she is burnt and bleeding, this is not okay.

"Monsters. The sl- The flying ones. Red and black and pshew, fire."

Red and black flying monsters? Okay, well, that's– horrific, poor girl seems really traumatized. … Not that it's surprising with the burns and all.

"It's okay now, you're safe," she says, trying to sound non-threatening.

Ambulance: apparently on its way.

"No, no no no, Mom not here, Errie not here. Take me back, I'll fly them away from the monsters."

She looks around briefly for other people but it doesn't seem like there are any potential mothers or– brothers? No one who looks obviously concerned for this little girl as being their own, at least; there aren't many people around at all, in fact.

There is, however, a jogger who comes along and notices the pair of them, notices the blood, and comes over to help. Ev explains the situation to him – little girl, injured, no idea why or how, ambulance has been called – and they try to seem likewise comforting.

She's given up on talking and turns herself over with a grunt. A bit surprising she can do that, injured like this. "I have to go get mom. Have to." She reaches for a tree branch laying a short ways away.

Evelyn does not think this is a good idea, because she is burnt and bleeding, so she tries to convince her not to do that – "Hey, look, what's your name?" she asks, moving to try to get her attention. "I'm Evelyn."

The jogger looks rather worried and moves to stop the girl, but Ev inserts herself in the way first.

"I'm Gren-a-dine Ny-lund. I can say it all now, even though my head hurts. Do you think the strefesa saved mom and Errie?"

"… I don't know what that is," she says. "I'm not sure you should be leaning over – can you just, lie on your side for me?"

"Are you a- Dunno word. You're not strefesa. Your clothes are weird. Mom and Errie probably died." She lies on her side as requested. "Ow."

… Okay, if she has internal injuries, maybe not the best idea, but she was already reaching over for something. Um.

"Do you– um, where did you… get these injuries?"

"The... Monsters. Neuroi. They burn everything. Everyone walking to the ocean to get away. I was gonna grow up 'n fight them."

"I… don't actually know what 'neuroi' are," she says. "But that sounds like a scary thing to talk about growing up to do."

"I'm a fesa. Other mommies need save. Gotta help..."

...She seems to be just about out of steam.

"Other mommies–?" she asks, trying to keep the girl – Grenadine? – talking.

Ambulance ambulance ambulance, where are you, oh she can hear sirens, that's wonderful.

"I'm- One person. So many people, so many mommies and daddies, big number, everyone is sad from the monsters."

Evelyn looks like she's going to say something to this when she notices the sirens are much closer than she thought, and oh look how wonderful, the ambulance is actually here. Ish.

She points the jogger to go out and show them where they are and turns back to try to make sure Grenadine doesn't– go unconscious or something in the meantime.

She went for the stick when they were distracted and is now laying on top of it, looking distressed.

She– why, ugh. "Hey, Grenadine? The paramedics are here," she says. "Ambulance, hospital?"