A self-deprecating smile danced on Tyrone's lips as he opened the first-aid box before him, rummaging for antiseptic cream and bandages.

Applying the cream haphazardly, he wrapped the bandages around the wounds clumsily.

After a considerable struggle, he discovered the lack of scissors, resorting to attempting to tear the bandage.

Multiple failed efforts later, he only managed to tighten the bandage, turning the surrounding skin a raw red.

Suddenly, the sound of an opening and closing door echoed in the room.