Darksea runs back out, carrying a simple stretcher. She lays it beside him and starts to lift him just enoigh to place him on the stretcher. "I think he has heat stroke. We need to get him inside fast," she says, grabbing one end of the stretcher. "Lift on three. One, two, three."
(Random sidenote, my guinea pigs almost got heatstroke. It was bad, but they made a full recovery.)