"augh... I can't see... that bastard." I raise my hand to lightly touch the top of my head, "it's wet…" I tear a piece of my tshirt, wiping the blood off my face. "So much blood…" I look around in the dark night, standing up and walking towards the nearest hospital.

When I entered, there was no one at the reception. I bang my fist on the counter in frustration. "Is anyone here?!" My eyes darted at the young nurse who came out because of the sound. I was too caught up with anger and frustration, I failed to notice now worried and beautiful... no this is not the time. I stopped my thoughts and spoke in a harsh yet controlled tone.

"Why the hell is the reception empty? Do you want your patients to die?"