Ambulance

Seeing an ambulance is a common enough occurrence in towns and cities, they race down streets with sirens blazing, or are parked outside retirement homes. And then there are the ambulances that we don't see, or pretend not to notice, the ones parked in the alley of a half-built shopping mall quietly running at 2 am, or the ones parked outside the scene of a murder half an hour before it happens. And yet even these are still ambulances, though not for human-kind. They resuscitate and heal our worn and warped fabric of reality right under our noses, staving off destruction one day at a time. But they are not our friends. However thankful we are that they exist, whatever the voices in the back say, whatever lights you see, never ever open the doors.