Creatures of the Night Shift

Oh, the things I saw and heard as a young nurse

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Beneath the crumbly wooden L -shaped desk, the distinct sound of gnawing was sporadic but present most nights. As unnerving as it was, I wasn't afraid. I knew it was a rat — or a family of them — and they were way more scared of me to even consider showing their faces.