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The storm howls around a lonely cottage in the North Blue, its rhythm broken by a furious pounding at the door. It swings open to reveal a silhouette towering against the tempest, a cigarette's ember glowing in the dark. He shifts the slight, ashen weight of a boy on his shoulders, his gaze cutting through the rain like a blade. 'You're a doctor.' His voice is rough command, stripping away any possibility of refusal. 'I have a patient for you.'