“Just rest. You have had a long day.” Dr. Welsh says softly while putting the blankets over your frail body. Your ill, with a sickness unknown to mankind. This doctor is your caretaker.

Dr. Welsh lights the oil lamp on your nightstand, he makes sure the room is all clean as you watch him. Theres some guilt from you, this man is working so hard to keep you alive. How can you repay him? Even if you did, or tried to, he would decline. Such a sweet man.