Fandom High School

Fraser hadn't ever prepared a final examination so he was fairly sure he'd been too light and far too lenient but he didn't much care. He was confident the students retained the knowledge they needed so he felt no real need to try and make them recite it all back to him. Their true tests would come in real life, practical situations.

"Good day to you all and I hope your week of finals is going well," he said, nodding to them. "Just like all the other classes, we're going to be taking a final as well. It's fairly straightforward but I would like you to work on your own. Once you've finished, you can leave and I wish you good luck on your other finals and a good break. Let's begin."

With that, he passed out the one question final and let the students start working on it.

"Today," Fraser said once everyone had taken their seats, "we're going to be discussing American Civil War medicine. In simpler terms, we're going to look at the advent of battlefield medicine since this was a war that dominated the times. Both the Union and the Confederacy had different methods of dealing with their wounded and sick."

Fraser passed out a few pages of handouts, giving the students an opportunity to read over it themselves as he gave a light lecture. "When the war began, the Union had virtually no way to take care of their wounded. They eventually took control of several private hospitals but can you imagine going into a war without the ability to treat the injured? It would cause mass disease and death at the least. The Union made great strides as the war progressed, eventually embedding surgeons with the armies and setting up field hospitals to immediately deal with the wounded."

Fraser paused for a brief moment. "The Confederacy was quicker to establish a medical corp but they were also underfunded and under supplied so, though they had the right idea, they were at a considerable disadvantage. The Confederacy lacked field hospitals and, instead, sent their injured home on furloughs. Despite this progress on both sides, people would still die dramatically because the simplest gunshot wound could become infected and would either cause amputation or death. Medical staff was under qualified and under supplied so despite their best efforts, they weren't able to do very much. I don't have any activity planned for today so I'd just like you all to take some notes and, once that's done, you're free to stay or go."

When the students entered the classroom today, they wouldn't see their regular teacher but a man decked out in full uniform, looking slightly worried after listening to last night's radio broadcast.

"Good morning," he greeted cordially. "I know some of you know me and others don't so, for those that don't, I am Constable Benton Fraser of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. Here, I'm more likely known as the head of security and today, I'm filling in for your professor who has had to take a leave of absence. For today, we'll be watching a movie since the administration knows this change is sudden and we don't want to throw you right into learning with a new teacher just yet. Rest assured, more substantial lessons will follow. For now, just enjoy the movie."

He paused for a moment, debating whether or not to say something further. In the end, he thought it best to just say it. "And please do be careful out there. It's rather...eerie."