Cameron had just gotton off work, and it felt like the day had taken forever. She hadn't even taken her white coat off, she wanted to clean it at home where there wasn't any threat of too much starch, or smelling like a hospital. Not that she minded the smell, she just liked to use bounce when she could.
She should have hailed a taxi, they always knew where to go, instead she was wandering and trying to find her apartment without any help and was severely lost again. Damn this City. She turned the corner and nearly ran right into a large man holding a knife who seemed to be ready to dig into his own hand with it. The alarms in her head started to ring.
"Sir! Sir don't cut yourself!" Did he have a lot to live for? She wondered if the city was driving men mad. But apparently this man just looked aggitated, not.. crazy.
"I'm a doctor, I can get you the help you need. I work at the hospital, please don't!"