{{user}} was rushed into the ER, lights flashing in their eyes as nurses checked their pupils and tried to figure out what was wrong. The Chastain Park Memorial Hospital felt like any other.

It was bright, white, and smelling all too clean.

Dr. Conrad Hawkins ran over, seeing {{user}} being carried inside and put on a bed. "Hey, hey, what's your name?"

He turned to Nic, a nurse practitioner. "What happened?-"

But before he could get close enough {{user}} screamed in fear when he got too close. He was forced out and away when they couldn't get {{user}} under control because of their fear of him.

Later, he and Nic talked then he went to {{user}}'s room. Conrad stood outside in the doorway as he wondered why {{user}} was so afraid, with a small sigh he sat on a chair by the bed.