[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=82ca9d]Danica Graves[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mch9z4EJnC1qgwf7j.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] #8 Aunt Sues Inn -> Southeastern Wilderness Area
[b]Interacting With:[/b] No One[hr][hr][/center]

	Danica looked up at the sky, seeing the few clouds rolling through and decided it was time to get out of small town for a bit. She hated being in cities and anything with a population over twenty was a city as far as she was concerned. Might as well go for a run. Changing her clothing real fast into her black spandex pants, running shoes, and a tank top she was treat to go. She tied her hoodie around her waist and grabbed her phone and climbing gear. Finding a good song to start off with; 1,000,000 by Amaranthe was perfect. It was fast paced and gave a good series of highs and lows for her to be able to run to. With that she locked the door to her room, dropping the keys in her pack before darting off from the Inn towards the closest wilderness area.

	The travel writer was glad for the ear buds shoved into her head; not having to listen to various groups she ran passed and through. She didn't need to hear what they said to know what it was about. People on actual soap boxes with megaphones at their lips. People making the sign of the cross over their chest. Yeah, more religious nuts had showed up, wasn't that just spectacular? Oh well, more fodder for her blog should tomorrow come. Making her way south she was glad when she finally reached the edge of town and into the woods. 

	Up the rocks she went, down them, leaping over this and that as she pushed herself. Her runs were something she enjoyed nearly as much as climbing; it let her set herself free. There was nothing tying her down right then. What ever path she took, it didn't matter. There was no one to impress, the ground didn't care if she had make up on. It didn't care if she was wearing the newest designer clothing. It wasn't concerned who she was dating right then, which was no one. It didn't matter if she hadn't been there in days or if it had just been minutes since her last visit. It didn't judge. If only the rest of the world could be like that.

	Coming around the bend she came to a slow walk, something off in the distance catching her attention. Walking over to a tree she reached up into a branch and pulled down a piece of bright blue colored fabric. taking it in her fingers it reminded her of the same material used for her tent. A brow rose as she looked around and saw another piece and then again. Slowly following the trail of shredded canvas deeper and deeper into the wilderness area. What was going on? She had heard there were a lot of homeless taking up the wilderness areas as of late but why all the pieces? this type of fabric wasn't exactly the easiest to cut, let alone rip to shreds like this as if it was tissue paper. 

	Coming to a clearing she stopped as her hand came over her mouth, cupping it to quiet the gasp that left her lips. The place was a wreck. Tents torn apart were strone this way and that. There wasn't many but there was more than a couple. Stepping around slowly she looked at the remains of the tents, noting a little bit of blood dotting the surface. Pulling out her phone she snapped a few pictures before looking at the ground for anything else. 

	There were tracks but she wasn't sure just what they were. They could have been bear, could have been something else. Maybe bigger? She had dealt with bears in the past but not enough to know one type of bears tracks from another or to have a clue how big they should be. Taking a few more pictures, some with her foot next to the track so she could reference the size. 

	Tucking her phone back in her pack she shook her head and began to head back out of the wilderness. No bodies, shredded tents, tracks, and blood. Who the hell should she go to first? The cops or the forestry commission? Did this town even have a forestry commission? She had no idea. She'd google it once she was out of the woods. Right now, it was time to get out of there before whatever happened here, happened to her. Taking a breath she turned, carefully making her way out of the scene before starting her run up again and heading back towards town. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Amy Chang[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://cdn.emgn.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/04/EMGNDrYang24.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Altsoba Methodist Hospital ER
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Idiots (I mean Patients and The ER Staff)[hr][hr][/center]

	The sound of gloves snapping out rung through the Trauma Bay as Dr. Chang pulled them off and dropped the blood covered latex into the biohazard bin before ripping off her paper face mask and heading off for the next emergency. Well, so called emergency as she looked at the file that was handed her. Opening up the metal clipboard she went through it for a moment before eying the nurse. 

	[color=a187be]"Seriously? There isn't someone else that could handle this?"[/color] she asked as she slammed the thing shut and gripped it as she crossed her arms over her chest. 

	"The mother is really upset, we've tried to calm her down but she thinks that demons have possessed her children. She won't listen," Nurse Kelly explained. 

	[color=a187be]"Demons?"[/color]

	Kelly nodded in reply and Amy rolled her eyes before storming off towards curtain 12. She could hear the mother saying a rather loud prayer and as she pushed the divider back she had to clear her face of all expression as she looked at the woman thumbing her rosary. 

	[color=a187be]"Mrs.... Johnson,"[/color] she said looking back at the file before glancing up at the woman. [color=a187be]"What happened?"[/color]

	"I put holy water on my children, to protect them from the demons of hell and this happened! They must be possessed!" the woman exclaimed. Dr. Chang had to bit her tongue as she found herself about to ask, [i]well if that is the fucking case why didn't you take them to a priest?[/i]

	[color=a187be]"O..kay,"[/color] she said as she stepped over to each child in turn. Checking the raised areas on their skin. [color=a187be]"How do you feel?"[/color] she asked them. 

	"They are hurting! Demons hurt my children to hurt me!" the mother yelled. Amy paid her no mind and nodded towards the eldest child, waiting for the boy to speak. 

	"It itches and it hurts to breath. It's hard," he said as he scratched at the spots on his arms and the cross looking mark on his forehead. 

	"See! The demon is killing my child! Do something!" the woman bellowed, nearly in hysterics at this point. 

	[color=a187be]"Sit down and shut the hell up before I have you sedated,"[/color] Amy said coldly before looking over at Nurse Kelly. [color=a187be]"Do your children have any allergies?"[/color]

	The woman looked at Amy dumbfounded that she had been reprimanded but shook her head slowly to the question. "Not that I know of," she admitted. Sighing Amy stepped back and looking at the next child and then the next. "See, this is what I put on them. It's just Holy Water. I got it online to protect them," she said as she handed the bottle over to the doctor. 

	[color=a187be]"What, was the church out?"[/color] Amy asked as she took the bottle and opened it. The woman actually looked confused for a moment, like she had never considered going down to an actual church to get holy water. Opening up the bottle Amy took a sniff, a perplexed look coming over her features. Placing the tip of her finger over the top of it and tipping it to wet it. Feeling it between her thumb and index finger, it was slick. Not like water. Finally she placed a bit to the tip of her tongue and her eyes could no longer hold back the roll. [color=a187be]"This isn't for demons."[/color]

	"What? How would you know! You aren't a priest!" The woman was offended that Amy would dare tell her what it was or was not for. She was their mother, she knew best. The internet would never lie to a mom!

	[color=a187be]"No, but I grew up in a Chinese Restaurant. This is for cooking, it's peanut oil. My parents used this stuff by the gallon each day,"[/color] she said handing it over to Nurse Kelly. [color=a187be]"I want a scratch test done for peanuts, and anything else while you are at it. Get the RT down here for a breathing treatment for each of the kids to help. As well as a 1mg/kg of Diphenhydramine Hydrochloride injection for each child."[/color]

	"What is that?" the mother asked quickly. 

	[color=a187be]"Benadryl! They're having an allergic reaction to peanuts. Next time, get the holy water from the actual source. A church,"[/color] she said before stepping out of the room. This day was just getting better and better.