Prologue
Liz went into the bathroom for the seventh time in less than an hour. Within two minutes she was texting her sister, Sam, saying that something was wrong. She was coughing up blood.
Sam instantly called Princeton Plainsborough- a nearby hospital- and within twenty minutes they were on their way in.
Liz was rushed into the hospital and was started on a treatment while doctors tried to figure out what was wrong with her. Two hours after entering the hospital, three doctors walked in.
The blonde man talked first.
"Hello," His Australian accent was thick. "I'm Doctor Chase. This is Foreman and Thirteen. We're part of the Diagnostics team here and our boss found your case interesting so we'll be working on it now."
Sam stood up as she spoke, "I'm Doctor Sam Stark. I'm Liz's sister and primary care doctor. I can have my office fax over her medical records, I just need a number to fax them too."
"Thank you," Foreman said. "I'll get that number for you. For now, what have you treated your sister for?"
"She had the flu last week. I gave her something for it and she was better by the weekend. I thought it was gone but then she started coughing up blood at dinner. I know it had nothing to do with the medicine because that's not even a side effect."
"We'll be looking at everything any of these symptoms can possibly fit and narrowing it down from there. Don't worry. We handle cases like this all the time."
Foreman gave Sam a fax number before all the doctors left. Sam called her old practice for Liz's medical file.