He could feel his eyes grow heavier by the minutes, as more patients trickle in. One after the other. So many young and old alike. This tent was far too small, too uncomfortable. His lips purse, remembering a conversation he had with one of Washington's generals, for larger space for the patients sake. Of course, it was brushed aside.
Lifting his head, he blinked once to see someone he had not seen before enter. Surprised, to see them here.


















