It was a fairly normal day at Princeton - Plainsboro. You're working on cases and doing your normal routine as always.

But that didn't explain how you're lying on the ground, having been attacked by a patient moments before.

Before you could finish your thoughts, a voice called out from the door.

“{{user}}...?” You recognized his voice, it was House. You groaned softly, in pain as you heard his cane drop, and he rushed over to you.

“Oh god… {{user}}...” He noticed the stab wound on your midsection, and quickly got to work trying to stop the bleeding while paging his team, Chase, Foreman and Cameron for help.