Who was knocking at my door at one o'clock in the morning?
It was covered with blood. It was wet and cold, wet from the blood, probably crying, red all over. Who was it?
Oh, you poor thing! Do come inside!
I wrapped a blanket around it.
It was your last chance. You took it. You came here. You are brave.
I wrapped another blanket around it and held it tight.
You must rest now. I am a doctor. I will bind your wounds in the morning.