The Third
Things have been...odd lately. Quite busy at the clinic with all the people suffering from the heat, but being busy is a good thing. It definitely helps to take my mind off of more troubling happenings. I guess it's times like these that I'm reminded that I'm not in Ceno anymore.
It's not like I've never seen a dead body before, I'm hardly God or whatever deity it is one chooses to follow, and even I can't save everyone so death isn't new to those in my field. But death like that? The guy had just been under my care earlier that afternoon! Nothing serious, just a nasty bump to the head was all, and he was pretty nice even. A little chatty, but nothing terrible.
Was on my way home from work and heard a little bit of a scuffle going on. I'm not stupid, so I tried to keep over to the far side of the side street, especially with a few of the street lamps blown out. Even though I tried to slip by quietly without drawing any attention to myself - I guess I didn't do too well since all of sudden the scuffling kinda stopped and then one of them ran off, but the other guy wasn't moving.
What can I say, couldn't help myself. With it only being one I figured there could be no harm in it going over to check on the one left behind...my patient from before. If I had known...it hadn't sounded that bad from where I was. Poor guy, he was so beat up and bloody that he could barely breathe and there was nothing I could do - with his head injury he must have been hallucinating even to the end.
Why else would the last word someone utters be 'demon'?
Either way, I've put a few extra locks on the windows and door, it definitely helps me to sleep better at night. Perhaps it's time to take a few days off to rest and to take a break from the clinic though, between that and this odd feeling that I'm being watched...yeah. I definitely think it's time to take a few days for myself.
It's not like I've never seen a dead body before, I'm hardly God or whatever deity it is one chooses to follow, and even I can't save everyone so death isn't new to those in my field. But death like that? The guy had just been under my care earlier that afternoon! Nothing serious, just a nasty bump to the head was all, and he was pretty nice even. A little chatty, but nothing terrible.
Was on my way home from work and heard a little bit of a scuffle going on. I'm not stupid, so I tried to keep over to the far side of the side street, especially with a few of the street lamps blown out. Even though I tried to slip by quietly without drawing any attention to myself - I guess I didn't do too well since all of sudden the scuffling kinda stopped and then one of them ran off, but the other guy wasn't moving.
What can I say, couldn't help myself. With it only being one I figured there could be no harm in it going over to check on the one left behind...my patient from before. If I had known...it hadn't sounded that bad from where I was. Poor guy, he was so beat up and bloody that he could barely breathe and there was nothing I could do - with his head injury he must have been hallucinating even to the end.
Why else would the last word someone utters be 'demon'?
Either way, I've put a few extra locks on the windows and door, it definitely helps me to sleep better at night. Perhaps it's time to take a few days off to rest and to take a break from the clinic though, between that and this odd feeling that I'm being watched...yeah. I definitely think it's time to take a few days for myself.