"What happened?" Dr. Sanchez asked. He flung the files he was holding away and accelerated toward Isabella just in time to save her from being dealt a blow by the patient.
Isabella could not bring herself to speak just yet. She was still in shock at what had just happened. The woman continued to haul words at them. Except, this time, it was not just words. She was hauling items at them too.
Syringes, clothes, anything she could lay her hands on. Dr. Sanchez moved in quickly. Isabella saw him fix a shot and drain it into Helen Hall's vein. Slowly, her erratic activities began to drop until all of a sudden, she fell on the bed and passed out.
Isabella was visibly shaking from the scene with the patient. "What the hell was that?" She asked in a whisper.
