~steps into the doorway and glances around, taking stock of the items contained inside. A slight feeling of anxiousness and relief washes over him, as he contemplates the doctor standing before him.
"Thank you" ~ says, nodding toward the man as he steps through.
My helpdesk should you need me.
"Thank you" ~ says, nodding toward the man as he steps through.
The man in front of him is in a medical coat, holding a large and rusty bonesaw. "What's the problem?"
My helpdesk should you need me.