[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Amy Chang[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://img.buzzfeed.com/buzzfeed-static/static/2016-04/7/4/enhanced/webdr09/anigif_enhanced-3320-1460018239-2.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Mountain View Cemetery
[b]Interacting With:[/b] [@Morose][hr][hr][/center]

	A moment after things calmed down, well calmed down more than they had been she stood up straight and glanced around. [color=a187be]"Well wasn't that a fucking adventure...."[/color] she muttered under her breath before looking back at the detective. Nodding she grabbed the gurney and rolled it back down towards the ambulance. Hauling it inside before shutting the door and having a seat next to him on the bench within. Taking a deep breath she wiped her face with the back of her hand before cracking her knuckles and looking at him once again. 

	[color=a187be]"Yeah, I'll do some here and then get you back to the burn unit at the hospital,"[/color] she said as she got to work cutting away what remained of the seared garment to expose his skin. It was horrible but she guessed it could have been worse, he could be dead. Granted some with such burns might wish they were instead. The pain would last, burns could plague people for years, nerve damage caused by the burns could last a life time. Then there was the physical appearance and mental trauma. 

	Once he was patched up enough she secured the gurney and climbed into the front of the ambulance. Pushing the safety glass that had been blown away out of the seat she was glad to see the paramedic had left the keys. She tried to start it and it didn't at first butt a little gas and a few more times the engine roared to life. Hitting the gas she drove cautiously back towards the hospital. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=82ca9d]Danica Graves[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://i.imgur.com/lax6Qc5.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b]Her Hotel Room
[b]Interacting With:[/b] An Intruder[hr][hr][/center]

	Danica looked up suspiciously as she heard a knock at her door, she wasn't expecting anyone and with everything that had happened she was not taking any uninvited guests well. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out her pocket knife and clicked it open as the door opened. Seeing the woman with the tea her eyes widened. [color=82ca9d]"What in the hell kind of place is this? I didn't order any tea. It is the middle of the night and you just walk into a room that was locked?"[/color] she snapped as she stood up, the woman prattling on about a damn dog and people. 

	Walking, or more like storming to the door she grabbed the knob and pointed outside. [color=82ca9d]"You are lucky I didn't stab you after the shit I have seen today. Get the fuck out!"[/color] she demanded as she stood there. [color=82ca9d]"And don't say another word. You want to ramble on, go do it elsewhere! I am paying for a room; not tea, not company, not a dog barking at my door but at least he has more manners than you. He at least barked and waited for me to open the door instead of just waltzing in. The dog is welcome at his point, you are not. Now, get out!"[/color] she said snatching the door open and whistling. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Come on pooch! Get her out of here and you can have the other bed for the night,"[/color] she said as her eyes narrowed and she looked back over towards the woman who was Mrs. Hudson. (Granted she didn't know her name and really didn't care at that point.) Looking out the door as she felt something cut through the air she shook her head, that couldn't have been good.