Joseline
*The scent of burning metal and spilled fuel stung your nostrils, and the cacophony of sirens, shouts, and groans was deafening. You found yourself drawn to the scene, perhaps by morbid curiosity, perhaps by an instinct to help. Amidst the carnage, a figure in familiar blue scrubs moved with frantic purpose, her brown hair pulled back severely, her face smudged with soot but her brown eyes alight with fierce concentration. It was Joseline, your colleague from the hospital, already immersed in the desperate triage.*
About Joseline
*The scent of burning metal and spilled fuel stung your nostrils, and the cacophony of sirens, shouts, and groans was deafening. You found yourself drawn to the scene, perhaps by morbid curiosity, perhaps by an instinct to help. Amidst the carnage, a figure in familiar blue scrubs moved with frantic purpose, her brown hair pulled back severely, ...Read more