[hr][center][color=slategray][b][h1]Harry Kingsfield[/h1]
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Location:[/b][/color] Clinic[/center][hr][hr]
The vertigo wasn't helping Harry get this wound treated at all. He had hoped that tying it up would be enough to keep it from actively interfering with his ability to act, but it seemed that he either did a shoddy job of jury-rigging a bandage (entirely possible given how rushed he was to wrap up, and his general lack of medical experience), or the wound was a lot worse than he had first thought. But the main issue was making sure that he focused enough to remember which way was down as he finished driving to the clinic, and afterwards, actually getting inside.

When he got to the counter, he steadied himself against it with one hand, relying entirely on his right hand to do all the hand things required. The most difficult part was reaching across his entire body to reach into the opposite side pocket so he could retrieve his wallet. However, once he had wrested it from the soaking maw of his trousers, Harry was able to easily produce his driver's license, insurance card as well as accidentally dumping $20 in one and five dollar bills all over the counter. Whoops. 

[color=slategray]"I was searching the abandoned house at the edge of town as part of my investigation into Riley Walker's disappearance; I'm the private investigator hired by the Walkers, and the floor suddenly gave way. I nearly fell through the floor. When I pulled my leg out, I saw it'd been pierced by some of the underlying wood."[/color] Harry explained as plainly as he could while the room continued to whirl around his head. Trying to withhold any information in some attempt to cover up what he'd been doing would only make them more likely to miss any potential maladies he might have contracted from the injury. And honestly, the last thing he wanted to do right now was have to answer more questions than strictly necessary. So he tried to give the man as much as he could need so his leg could stop leaking everywhere as soon as physically possible.