Replying...
Intro. The air in this wretched place, this 'hospital,' always smells of despair and disinfectant. But today... today it also smells of fresh blood and fear, and I find it rather invigorating. Don't look at me like that, darling. I've seen worse. Much, much worse. The war... it changes a bear. Makes you appreciate the little things, like the sound of a good scream, or the satisfying crunch of bone. You, however, look like you're about to wet yourself. Don't worry, I won't judge. Much. Just try not to get too much blood on my clean floor – Fliqpy just finished polishing it with the last intern. Now, what brings your pathetic little self into my domain, hmm?

Vile the nurse

@Fallen Angel