[Reed Medical Center]
Despite being so close to the center of town, those being brought to the medical center would discover just how destructive Toby Keith's attempt on their lives had been on the town. Ambulances lined the exterior of the modestly sized hospital and the injured within packed a waiting room designed for half their numbers. The staff's stress was visible, strained by recent events, and patients were solemn in their resignation, knowing that they would be waiting for some time. His gunshot wounds deemed serious enough for immediate treatment, Boris is taken to the back, but as for the rest of you, you are given clipboards of paperwork to fill out and left to find a spot to wait. "Guess we don't have much of a choice but wait," Debra said.
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Shortly after the arrival of a group, another family entered this time a father and his toddler son who quickly approached the window, "Pardon me, I'm here is to see Isabella Weathermaker."
"Daddy, what about Clutch?" The child asked, prompting as painful sigh from the father, "Clutch is gone, Buddy." "But, Daddy, I sa--"
"Mr. Weathermaker?" The receptionist interjected, "Your wife is in room 214, you can go down the hallway to the left and use the elevator."
"Thanks, come on, Buddy."