Hospital Waiting Room
In the waiting room, a stunned Grissom wept. Saline from the tears that fell stung his eyes while exhaustion took hold of his body and mind. Overwhelmed by feelings of helplessness and despair, Grissom began silently reciting a prayer he'd learned as a child...
In his early adulthood, Grissom subscribed to the belief that the universe existed without anybody behind or beyond it; that it was fundamentally material in nature, with everything determined by the scientific laws of matter. Yet, in his desperation, he was moved to prayer, placing his hope in an omnipotent and omniscient God, a practice he imagined never indulging. But after having last seen Sara, he would've been inclined to pray to the devil if he believed it would bring her back from the brink of death.
Less than an hour past before Dr. Chen met with Grissom. The optimism Chen once held concerning Sara's recovery was replaced with a look of pending doom.
"Mr. Grissom, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I've consulted with the attending physician, and it is, in our medical opinion, highly doubtful Sara will make it through the next few days. I'm truly sorry, but…"
Dr. Chen continued; Grissom's eyes fixedly on Chen's. Grissom didn't know how to react or respond. He stood expressionless; still. The initial shock of Sara being attacked was more than he could deal with; and now, he was to prepare himself for the unimaginable? Sara's death?
'No!' Grissom uttered, unwilling to accept Dr. Chen's news.
"I am sorry", Dr. Chen stated for the very last time before moving off.
