Theodore Notti
    c.ai

    Theo has never run so fast in his life

    He barrels into the emergency room, his gentle hands still tight around the limp form in his arms. The warmth of the blood soaking his shirt makes him want to be sick. But he swallows it down as his eyes dart hurriedly around the room. Everyone is hustling and bustling through the department, not seeming to notice the man who had completely surpassed the waiting room. The pounding in his chest only grows with his desperation. For a moment, he just stands there, unsure of what to do.

    But then he looks down, seeing the brightest light in his life, dimming away in his arms.

    And he knows he can't let that fade.

    Anger surges through him, pushing his fear away as he looks up once more.

    "I NEED SOME HELP OVER HERE!"