I was going to include this in my Sam and Fletch one shots, but I kind of wanted to keep them more down to earth... So I'm making a new one. No idea how many chapters it'll be, not many though. I just wanted to be a bit dramatic.
Oh, and this first bit is short.. Because its just an intro! Please review.
It was foggy outside Holby City hospital, a bit too foggy for an early September morning. It almost looked like something from a horror film. The hospital however, was no different to usual. It was full to the brim, doctors and nurses rushing around doing their jobs, patients; sick, covered in blood, a finger or two chopped off.. In bed, or waiting to be seen. Ambulances parked outside the ED, paramedics rushing in new casualties.
But there was something different this morning. There was a woman, fairly young, stumbling past the pub across the road. She wasn't drunk, oh no. Her dark, wavy hair, matted on top of her head, sticking to her bloodied and bruised face. She was limping, and shaking, her breathing heavy and panicked. She continuously glanced over her left shoulder, praying that no one was behind her because she didn't have the strength to run any further.
Luck. She thought. Perhaps it was luck that had helped her run this far, end up outside the hospital. Even if she was to pass out here, someone would find her battered body and take her across the road. If they didn't find her first..
She let out a whimper as her knees collapsed beneath her and she fell to the ground, almost certain that she'd picked up multiple grazes as she did so.
The last thought that crossed her mind as she lay on the cold pavement; They'll kill me if they find me.. Then she sunk into unconsciousness, her vision fading, her mind clouded with darkness.