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grudthak's Never-ending story project, lets see if we can knock together something resembling a story...
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*************************************************Doctor Toten rolled his eyes as his pager erupted in yet
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"Doctor, it's --- bad." Her voice was steady enough, but there was a brittle quality to it. "There's was an accident on I-90. Multi-vehicle. Most of the lesser injuries were diverted to Valley View and St. Joe's, but since we were closest, EMT's brought the criticals here..."
A scream - a man's voice filled with rage, mixed with urgent shouting, interrupted her.
"Where's the doc? This guy's going fast!" Curtly gesturing for Clarke to follow him, Toten broke into a trot towards the swinging doors. Through the windows he could see figures in scrubs clustering in a group , then his view was obscured as a fantail of blood sprayed across the glass. He sprinted the last few feet, while his mind churned into overdrive, revising his initial reaction. Blood wasn't black.
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