A tense silence fell upon the three men as each carried their respective tasks. All were keenly aware that every crumbling brick held their lives in fragile careless abandon. As Dylan wrapped the wound from the amputation the gravity of what he had achieved hit him in full force. The pride at how far he had come mixed with relief. He slipped his helmet back to run a hand through hair, the fact it was all over was reward enough for Dylans' bravery.
"Nice work, lets get going" Iain grinned "Lets get him on a board, 1,2,3"
As everyone began to file out with the patient, he and Jacob began to put equipment back into the medical bag.
"Smooth work there Dr Keogh" Jacob smirked, illiciting a slight smile from the stoic man.
Jacob grinned back, when he met the doctor, he wasn't a fan but there was something about his anti- charm, his morality and the way he recovered after he lost everything except his dog.
"Good day for it all" he ventured trying to gain a reaction, Dylan made a non committal response whilst picking up the packed bag which Jacob interpreted as sarcastically agreeing.
"Bit of a freak accident really" Jacob added.
The change was instantaneous.
Dylan froze, his fingertips trembled as the bag fell open, spilling out it's contents. He stared blankly ahead, his terrified gaze trapped in memories.
Jacob cursed inwardly, trying not to startle the shaking doctor, they didn't have much time.
"Dylan, are you-"
The floor crumbled beneath them, sending them plummeting into the unknown.