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Chapter 1
"Ash, what're you barking at?" called a man as he shoved through the last of the brush to join his noisy dog. "You never bark, why now?" he continued until he saw his dog lying by a motionless form on the beach, nuzzling it. The man moved closer wary of what it might be. To his surprise and horror it was a man, beaten and bedraggle by who knew what. Most likely the rapids had played a part in it.
The man knelt by the unconscious man and checked his pulse, it was faint but it was there. "It's your lucky day my friend, you've been found by the only doctor in this valley."
It took some effort for the doctor to get his new patient back to his place, which doubled as his doctor's office. Then the trick was warming his patient up and then cleaning him up to assess his wounds. He was fairly sure the man had a head injury of some sort because the man's long platinum blonde hair was matted with blood and dirt.
The doctor started with hooking his patient up to an IV and layering the man with blankets. Then he started the process of cleaning and doing what ever needed to be done. In the end it was apparent that mostly the man was suffering from hypothermia and a head injury, which he hoped was only severe enough for a concussion and not anything worse but he wouldn't know for sure till the man woke up, if he would wake up. The other injuries were minor enough, only a few broken bones. All there was to do now was wait.
In the mean time the doctor tried to see if the sheriff could help find out who the man was.
"I know there's a lot of bruising and such but do you think putting a picture in the paper or something might help?" the doctor asked the sheriff.
"Are you serious?" the sheriff scoffed. "Edan you should know just as well as I do that no one will recognize him like that. Hell, he could be my Uncle Bill after a bar fight."
"I suppose you're right," Edan sighed.
"I'm going to keep a look out though for any reports of missing persons fitting his… basic description," the sheriff promised as he started to leave.
"Thanks Steve," Edan offered as a goodbye. He turned back to his patient and looked down at him with a twinge of anxiety. "I hope you wake up soon my friend. Maybe then we'll find out who you are. I'm sure some one's looking for you."