Municipal Hospital.
The sharp shadows of the glass dome fell on the ground like the edge of a knife, with neatly planted palm trees on both sides. The dawn of daybreak twinkled between the layers of leaves, the scent-infused breeze tainted the air, the only emergency room open in the entire hospital.
The sign above was lit: [In Surgery]
From the outside, one might assume these were the quiet years.
Faint sounds of fighting and shouting came from next door; the hospital abutted Death Park, one of the first districts to experience riots, but with the intervention of several Fourth Order city enforcers, the restive mobs had already been suppressed.
These troublemakers were like dogs that couldn't be trained.
City administrators thought privately, but it wouldn't be long before the riots in Death Park were quelled.
All the injured from Death Park—mainly those high-ranking officials of superior races—would be given priority treatment at the Municipal Hospital.
