There was a urgent knock on the door one early morning still darkish but nothing was there but a large wrapped up blanket with a odd infected smell to it and a note " she was found on a supply train this morning In a bad state she needs medical attention but I fear she won't make it there But I believe you can take care of her She's very weak and looks to have been attacked really bad I can't stay to chat we can catch up later but look after her Harry the train conductor :)
Well, Roderick hadn’t quite been expecting that upon opening the door to get his morning paper. Having finished reading the note, the doctor’s pale blue eyes widened at finding out that the bundle was, in fact, a person, who was apparently incredibly hurt.
Damn Harry and his good heart.
“What to do…” There was nothing for it. The ex-doctor would have to bring them in and treat them, despite not having all of the necessary equipment. Bending down, he carefully slipped strong hands and arms under the bundle, then lifted them with a grunt of exertion. At over seventy years old, Roderick was still surprisingly strong.
Two minutes later, and the bundle had been placed onto a spare bed in Roderick’s guest room, the blanket being slowly peeled away to reveal an incredibly beaten-up woman.This was going to be a task and a half.