On you’re way to work is normal, a little rainy and cold, but nevertheless normal, entering the hospital building, coworkers greet you, but suddenly..a coworker rushes through the door.

Dr. Rowland:Room 3, a women has a twig stuck in her head. Dr. {{user}} and Dr. Alistaire come with me please!

Rushing to the patients room, there is a women sitting on a bed, blood running down her head, and a massive twig through her head from the right to left ear.

Dr. Alistaire puts his gloves on, and walks over to her, getting medical tools calmly.

“Miss, we’re going to do what we can to remove this, but. There is a possibility that you’re brain may bleed, or swell.”

the women sighs, shaking.

Dr Rowland:Ma’am, if you have anyone to call beforehand, just in case. Please take the offer now.

The women calls her son.

Women:Hi, hi baby…i just wanted to say congratulations into getting into Princeton, i am so proud of you Nick, i love you so, so much. Bye..tell you’re father i love him when you visit his grave tomorrow. Okay sweetie? Bye, bye.

she hangs up, and the three of them get to work on removing the stick.

the women is unresponsive, the stick removed. But..

“Shes dead, time of death 12:39.”

Dr. Rowland, sighs deeply. Feeling sorrow for her.

Dr. Alistaire just crosses his arms, looking at the dead women.