A/N:I think this chapter is quite scary. What about you?
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"FINE! DON'T BLAME ME IF HE DIES!"
And with that statement, Carly Watts stormed out of the ER. She worked there as a doctor, and had just gotten into an argument with her boss over a patient. Carly had diagnosed the patient with a serious condition, her boss had diagnosed him with appendicitis. Carly disagreed, and the two of them got into an argument.
Carly threw herself up against the wall, and sank down onto her haunches, cursing at the wheely bin a few metres away from her. "What are you staring at!" Carly pulled her packet of cigarettes out of her pocket, and lit one. On the second drag, a truck rushed into the ambulance bay, skidding to a stop. One of the doors opened, and a man jumped out. "Hey! Are you a doctor?"
"Depends," said Carly, standing up.
"Uh, a guy in my van has just been shot. Help!"
Carly rushed over to the side of the van, and as she peered inside, she was grabbed from behind, and shoved into the van. "Hey!" she screamed, trying to fight her attacker off, but he was stronger than she was, and soon the van was locked up, and heading out of the ambulance bay.
"Let me out!" protested Carly, grabbing at the door handle, but the door wouldn't budge.
"Are you gonna help that guy or not!"
Carly turned around, and saw a young man lying near the back of his van. He'd been beaten up beyond recognition, but was still conscious. Carly crawled over to him, and checked him for a pulse. He groaned, and she knew that he was still alive. "Don't worry, sir." Carly turned back to face the driver. "He needs to go to the hospital."
"No chance. He's not going anywhere. Are you going to help him, or what!"
Carly put her hand on the young man's cheek. "I will try to help him, but he needs medical attention."
"Are you an MD?"
"Yes."
"Then attend!"
"I don't have any of my kit here though. I need supplies to help him."
"Like what? Make a list, and I'll see what we can do."
Carly swore under her breath. She didn't like the situation that she was in. She didn't like it one bit. It was even worse than when a madman had come into the hospital and killed one of the nurses.
She looked back to the young man, and leant in close to him. "Hi. I'm Carly. What's your name?"
"Greg."
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A/N: Dum dum dum...