Trauma Center: Memories

"Ah! Here we are! London, 2018!"

"You mean Angeles Bay 2018?"

"Good, how did you figure that out?"

Martha pointed to a sign which read 'Welcome to Angeles Bay!"

"Oh. Didn't mean to do that. Well, while we're here, let's take a look around. Shall we?"

But they hadn't gone far, before…

"Ahhh!" screamed the driver in the truck. The guy in the SUV could not talk. Already the glass had pierced his chest.

"Okay, I'm a nurse; I'll take it from here."

Martha tried to find a pulse.

"Doctor, can I have some crowd control here?"

"Stay calm!" said the Doctor. Sirens blared, and quickly an ambulance had appeared.

"Is there a free hospital?"

A brown haired person appeared.

"There is one. Hope Hospital."

Not long after… "His heart isn't beating. I tried reviving him, but…"

"Stay calm. Angie."

"First we need a pulse. Martha and… you."

"The Doctor."

"Go get Greg Kasal. His number's in the directory. Recall, then 3, then call."

"Got it!"

He grabbed the defillibrator, and prepared for another operation…"