Screech
The Cool Cat
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After an hour, light had begun streaming in through the windows, and Constable walked out of his 'operating theatre', wiping his hands on a cloth. He was somewhat suprised to find more people in his home than had originally come to him, but he sighed, deciding to dismiss it, even if it was rude, and a bit irritating.
"I've done what I can for your friend. I've cleaned him up, and stitched his mack together. However, I'm afraid there was nothing I could do to save his eye. The damage was too extensive. I would like to keep him here for the next few hours at least, just to make sure that, when he comes round, he doesn't try to undo what I have done"
"I've done what I can for your friend. I've cleaned him up, and stitched his mack together. However, I'm afraid there was nothing I could do to save his eye. The damage was too extensive. I would like to keep him here for the next few hours at least, just to make sure that, when he comes round, he doesn't try to undo what I have done"