Inside Rivet City, the wounded from the explosion kept flooding into the clinic. All of the medical staff was called in to help.  “Damnit I just bought this shirt, just look at it, it’s ruined!” Red said disgustedly looking at his shirt that was covered in blood.  Darting back and forth between the new arrivals he sent the major injuries deeper into the clinic where the doctors were, the minor injuries were sent to stations set up nearby.  “Is every-freaking-body in the city hurt!?” Red said obviously irritated at the intrusion on his day off, he was supposed to be shit faced drunk by now according to his plans.  His hands ached from hours spent picking shrapnel out of people and sewing them up.<br/><br/>“You’re full of sunshine today Red” he heard a familiar voice say calmly.  Red looked to the source of the voice and saw Jason, one of the guards, and his friend, lying on a makeshift stretcher.  Jason’s hands were holding blood soaked bandages over his midsection.  “What brings you by on such a lovely day Jason?” Red asked him sarcastically as he lifted the bandages carefully and inspected Jason’s wounds.  Red had to hide his reaction when he saw the wound.  Jason’s insides looked like they had been run through a meat grinder.  “You’re going to be just fine my friend,” he lied.  Red whistled and hailed Mickey, his favorite lackey.  “Mickey, take this one in to the doc, I’ll be right behind you.”<br/><br/>Red took a moment and ducked into a closet.  What he had just seen was dismal, Jason was seriously hurt.  Red reached into a pocket and fished out a pack of cigarettes.  He flipped the top open and took out his last stale smoke and put it in his mouth leaving blood fingerprints on everything he touched.  He struck a match and inhaled deeply.  As the nicotine did its job calming him he worked up his nerve to go back to his friend.  He quickly finished the cigarette and threw it on the ground.  The cigarette hissed as it landed in a puddle of blood extinguishing the cherry.<br/><br/>Making his way deeper into the clinic past people screaming in pain and desperately grabbing at him for help, he slipped and nearly busted his ass on the metal floor made slippery with blood.   After recovering from the near fall he found Jason unconscious with a doctor hovering over him.  “How is he doc?” Red asked.  Doctor Li turned around and shook her head indicating bad news.  “He needs an operation.” she said, “We don’t have the necessary supplies.  I can keep him alive for a few days, a week at most, but without the operation, he won’t make it.”<br/>