Location: The Order Headquarters’ ersatz infirmary
Date: 2 September, 1979
To say Dorcas was frustrated would be an understatement. A sigh left her, tears prickling the corners of her eyes. Utterly useless. She fell so early into the battle. Lives were lost, and God... she was a lucky one.
(How do you think mum and dad would feel if they knew you almost died? Sad, maybe? Disappointed? Probably not, but I’m disappointed.)
Her gaze roamed the infirmary, looking at those that had been wounded. Things she could have done differently roamed her head. She almost died. But... what is she supposed to do? She has the means to help. Thoughts swarmed as the infirmary door opened. Dorcas looked to see who had entered.
“Well, well, well,” She drawled, ”look at what the cat dragged in. Fancy seeing you here.”
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