In a flash

by 3arn0wl

It was with sheer panic mode [ON] that Justin’s grandparents dashed him to Poppleton Cottage Hospital with all due haste.

He’d seemed deliriously happy, but he kept wittering on incoherently about his memory:

  • He’d need some anti-serum at the very least –
  • Antibiotics, probably –
  • And oh God!  When did he last have a tetanus jab?  Had he ever had a tetanus jab?

It was only when Dr. Heal reassured them that a terror bite was absolutely nothing to worry about, that they calmed down and had a cup of tea.

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