(TOM'S POINT OF VIEW)
I walked home after a quiet day at work. I'd been mentoring a new doctor, Ellie, everything she did was amazing and I'd never seen anything like it in my life.
I reached my front door and looked over the road at where Ellie lived. I could see smoke coming from the back of her house. It didn't look like a normal barbecue fire as the smoke was black and sooty and was rising higher than her house. Although it was only a small house, I was worried, so I went over to check everything was ok.
I knocked on the door; no answer. I knocked again; still no answer. I went round the back of the house to see if she was in the garden. There was no one there and I could now see that the smoke was coming from inside of the house.
I ran round to the front door and banged on it even louder this time, shouting her name, but still with no answer.
With all of my strength I managed to push the door open. I ran in shouting, "Ellie? Ellie? Are you in here?" Still no answer, this was serious now.
I looked at the door in front of me; there was black smoke creeping out underneath it. Knowing it would be hot; I picked up a coat from off the wall and covered the door handle with it.
Hurriedly, I pulled the door open, burning my hand in the process and ran in to see if she was in there.
The room was grey and I could see a bright orange glow coming from the room next door. Just in front of me I noticed a figure lying on the floor with its shoulders and head propped up by the cupboard behind it. All that was going through my head was hope that it wasn't here and if it was then she was alright. I ran over.
It was her.
"Ellie, Ellie can you hear me?" I said whilst trying to remember my training. Her whole body was covered in soot, burns and blood. I couldn't believe that this was the same cheerful girl I'd just met. She looked so much different now.
Suddenly someone pushed the door open and a black, hooded-figure walked in. "Get away from her!" He yelled.
"I'm a doctor, I can help her!" I replied; he didn't exactly look like a friendly family member.
"I don't care, get away!" He yelled even louder this time.
"But she'll die if she doesn't get help soon! Please, just let me help her!" I replied; I couldn't believe he was telling me to leave her to die!
"I said MOVE!" He bellowed much louder than he had before. He pulled out a gun from his pocket and pointed it at her stomach. "I'll shoot if you don't." I froze on the spot, unsure what to do. If I stayed he would shoot, if I moved then who knows what he would do.
I just sat there; motionless and not going anywhere. 3 large bangs sounded, echoing around the small house. He froze on the spot and didn't move either; he was clearly surprised at what he had just done. There was blood flowing from Ellie's stomach in a continuous flow now, and I knew that she would almost certainly die if I didn't do something soon.
The hooded figure dropped the gun, turned and ran out of the house. Part of me wanted to run after him and make sure he got what he deserved, but I knew I had to help Ellie.
The raging fire next door was quickly getting nearer to us and the heat was starting to consume my energy.
Knowing we both had very little time left, I picked Ellie up and carried her as quickly as I could out of the house. I saw that her neighbour had come to see what was happening and immediately told her to call the fire brigade.
I held her as I ran: one arm underneath her knees, the other supporting her head. My hands shook and ached from the burns that I had received when entering the house but I wasn't bothered about them. The only thing that bothered me now was that Ellie got the treatment she needed and survived.
As I reached the hospital Sam was stood outside on her break. "Sam!" I shouted from a distance. She noticed that I was carrying someone and shouted to Dixie who was just putting a trolley back into the ambulance.
Dixie brought the trolley over and I lay Ellie down. Blood was still streaming from her stomach and a few drips came from her head.
"What happened?" Sam asked.
"This is Ellie Lawson, 21, house fire and victim of shooting and stabbing," I explained, "Laceration to the head, stab wound to the lower abdomen and 3 bullet wounds just above. Possible head injury, broken ribs and..." Sam interrupted me then, calling over Mr Jordan as she knew that this was a very serious case. "Carry on Tom." She told me and I began again.
"Burns to her arms and legs and major smoke inhalation. She's been unconscious for a while now but I'm not sure quite how long. I've been with her for 30 minutes."
"Has she been like this since you found her?" Sam asked.
"Yes. I haven't had the chance to check her over yet though so I'm just telling you what I've seen."
"Thanks, Tom." Mr Jordan told me as he walked up to the trolley. "Is this Ellie Lawson?" He asked Sam.
"Yeah, why? Do you know her?" She replied.
"Yes. She started working here today. She's our new paediatric emergency medicine specialist, Tom's her mentor."
"Oh." She said in amazement.