Andrea
Patient after patient came through those doors. I saw fear in everyone’s eyes. The tears that fell left stain marks on their dirty cheeks. The screams from the pain echoed throughout the rooms, well, at least I think they did. I couldn’t hear anything. I moved on autopilot at that moment. Nurses and doctors running around to each patient, evaluating and helping out when needed. I stood there, not moving, my mind blank. My father was in surgery and could very well die on the table due to not only his massive injury from the crash, but the stage of his cancer and congestive heart failure make the chances of him making it out a lot less. Liam’s mom had glass protruding from her stomach and his dad had internal bleeding.
Chris ran through the front door of t
