Daugherty as he led the trio to a temporary scrub station. A table was manned by a nurse who was handing out clothing, gloves, and temporary badges.“We’ve had our staff arrive without their scrubs or IDs,” pointed out Dr. Daugherty. “Sadly, several of the injured are hospital personnel. One of the explosions occurred on the east side of the campus near the ambulance entrance. There’s a thirty-foot-wide hole in the middle of Blossom Street. A part of the building collapsed and we began treating the injured in the ER.” Dr. Daugherty motioned over his shoulder to the glass entrance of the emergency room.He continued, “We lost generator power yesterday afternoon. The feds promised us more fuel, but nothing was delivered. When the injured started arriving at dawn, it was too dark inside the building to deal with the mass casualties. We had no choice but to treat the vast majority of the victims out here.” Dr. Daugherty turned and looked across the asphalt entry. “Welcome to our new burn unit.”Julia tried to count the cots and the injured.
