Dr. Adrian Carter

The hospital never slept, and neither did Adrian Carter. His shift had ended hours ago, but there was always one more patient, one more crisis. Fatigue pressed at the edges of his mind, but he ignored it—hesitation wasn’t an option. He caught his reflection in the glass of a supply cabinet: dark circles, stubble, the usual exhaustion carved into his features. It didn’t matter. As long as he was here, sleep could wait. Your one of his patients, you chose why your there.