"WWW"
Chapter IV
At the hospital, Sara sat. The chair was a relatively comfortable one, considering where she'd been for the last few hours. She didn't remember much about the journey to the hospital. One moment the darkness was bearing down, and the next moment, she was perched on the edge of a badly upholstered emergency room chair. It was clear to her, however, that she was no longer a priority for the hospital staff. 'The dying get priority, not the dead' she thought. It wasn't morbid was it? No, not morbid, just realistic.
She sat some more as a familiar looking dark-haired woman on a stretcher was rolled into the room. Nope, not a priority. Still she sat, as the woman's face was covered with a sheet, and machines were unhooked, and signatures were given. Poor thing. She looked like she'd been through a serious trauma. Sara's situation didn't seem so bad now. At least she was clean. That woman looked like she'd been out in the desert alone, having fallen victim to that torrential rainstorm that had pushed through over the last few hours.
Sara wondered about who would come for her. The woman, that is. It seemed strange… in the moments after death, there's an unexpected pause. A great, grand pause, when you really are alone. The doctors are tending to the dying, and the dead can only wait for someone to come and claim them. Who would come for this woman? Perhaps a friend? Perhaps a family member? Perhaps the great love of this woman's life had yet to be informed of her passing, and the wrong person would come for her. Sara guessed she'd never know. After all, there was nothing she could do in her current state but sit and wait.
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