> Festival, first day, 4 AM, it's fucking cold, everyone is drunk or asleep
> Ready to go to bed, suddenly aware of weird background noise
> Listen closely, it's a soft/muffled call for help
> Get up, start looking for where it's coming from
> See a guy sleeping on top of a tent, call seems to be coming from there
> Wake him up from his drunken stupor, push him out of the way, he gets annoyed, ignore
> Rumble through collapsed tent, a girl furiously climbs out, gasping for air
> Tells me she was asleep, then something heavy had fallen on her and she couldn't breathe
> Been calling for help for 2 hours, while periodically fainting, no one came
> Calm her down, the guy starts making noise being grumpy, almost agressive, wants to go to sleep on the tent again
> Assume very strict, serious voice, tell him he nearly killed someone, treat him like a bit of a retard and use harsh graphic description of what he did to really make it sink in
> He understands, starts crying, offers apologies to the girl
> She accepts, says she's just happy to be alive, thanks me, I say I'll take the guy to his tent so he won't hurt anyone else
> Start walking
> "So hey where's your tent"
> "I don't know what camping site.. It was light when we set it up. It has a blue flag nearby, I think? "
> mfw it's a huge festival with 75.000 people and there's blue flags everywhere
> Ask him more questions, then suddenly notice his breathing rapidly gets weirder up to the point of hyperventilation
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