Swamped

It's a dead bug. But what's disturbing is what sort of bug it is - namely, a murderfly.

Thankfully, it's just the husk. No sign of any blood, so you shouldn't be in danger from it. But as you look closer, you see a tiny hole in it. As if someone put a pin in it and drained the blood out.

But why? Murderfly toxin doesn't keep very well. And the flies themselves are only found in swamps. There must be much easier ways to get ahold of poison.

You don't have much more time to think about that, because someone comes in.

"What are you doing here?" he asks angrily.

"Sorry, sorry. I'm a patient. Just brought in earlier today. Couldn't find my chamberpot, and I saw a light here, so I figured I'd wait for someone to help me out."

"The nurse didn't show you where it was?" he asks.

Well, you were going to pretend you just forgot... but now that he mentions it, no, she didn't.

"She might have? Hard to remember. Though, I came in unconscious, and she might have been a bit busy when I woke up. And I didn't feel like I needed it right then, so I didn't think to ask about it."

The doctor sighs.

"I suppose we have had more patients than usual today. Not to mention explaining things to the new clerk. Terribly sorry you were neglected like that. Well, let's see... name?"

"Ah, John Long."

"Good thing you came today, the new clerk has much better recordkeeping practices. Here we go... hmm, no John Long. But wait, you said you were brought in unconscious? Maybe we didn't get your name in time. Ah, yes, here we go, Unknown Patient with today's date. Well, this tells me where your bed is, in case you forgot to keep track of that. So why don't we take you there?"

"Thank you," you say.

"Let me just have a sip of tea first. Don't want it getting any colder." He grabs the mug and drinks quite a bit more than a sip.

Fortunately, you were ready to catch him. You sit him down in the desk. Hopefully he'll think this was all a dream. And now you can search a little more thoroughly.

What do you look at first?