A horrible Episode – Part 9
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Chapter 9 – Trapped.
It was complete darkness. Abby opened her eyes and tried to look at her surroundings. She was still attached to the stretcher but was trapped underneath something heavy, and the stretcher had flipped over. All Abby could see was the floor of the lift.
"Carter" She moaned quietly. Her chest hurt, and she knew she had probably broken a few ribs. She didn't have enough breath to shout any louder. Thankfully, her back wasn't hurting. Abby took that as a good sign.
"Abby? Are you alright?"
It wasn't Carter's voice, but Gary, one of the paramedics.
"I can't breathe. There's something on top of me. It hurts"
"Ok, stay calm Abby. I'm trapped in the corner and I can't see anything from here. Just stay still and I'm sure it won't be long before we get help"
"Can you see Carter"
"Yeah, not very well though. He's breathing, but it looks like he may have some sort of head injury. You need to worry about yourself at the moment Abby, I'm sure he's fine"
"Ok"
They had been trapped in the lift for over an hour. Gary was trying to keep Abby talking, but she kept slipping in and out of consciousness. Carter still hadn't woken up, and Gary couldn't see where his colleague Mark was.
"Gary?" Gary heard Abby whisper.
"Yeah, Abby, are you ok?"
"No. I'm scared"
The truth is, Abby was petrified. If anything was to happen to Carter she didn't think she could cope. She knew Gary was probably right, and that Carter would be fine, but it didn't stop her from worrying. There wasn't really anything else to do apart from worry when you are in a situation like this, Abby pondered to herself. She was finding it increasingly harder to keep awake but knew she had to try. After everything that had happened over the last few week, Abby thought she deserved a break. But no, welcome to Abby's world, she thought. Full of darkness and depression. Hey! This lift is my life, she thought. But it hadn't been like this for over a month now. If the attack had brought her anything, it had brought her a little happiness in the shape of John. No, she couldn't lose him now, not ever.
"Abby, it's alright to be scared. But try and stay calm"
Nothing.
"Abby?"
Damn it, Gary thought. Please don't let us die in here.
A few minutes later and Gary heard a voice outside.
"Hey! Anyone in there!" A voice shouted.
"Yeah! Hurry up, we've got injured people in here"
"Ok, it won't be long now. We're prising the door open. We'll be with you shortly ok?"
"Yeah"
"What have you got in there?"
"There are four of us. One is a patient from County – already has a back injury, in and out of consciousness, something's trapping her. We have a doctor from County, unconscious, can't see anything else. I don't know where my colleague is"
"Ok, What about you?"
"I'm alright. I think I may have broken my leg, I'm trapped too"
"Alright, we're nearly done out here. Just hold on for a few minutes. Can you do that?"
"Yeah"
Ten minutes later and the lift doors were open. Gary was the first person freed. Unfortunately, when they reached his colleague Mark, he had suffered fatal injuries and was dead. They reached Carter next. He had what looked like a serious head injury and was still unconscious.
Back in the ER, Randi was sitting at the desk painting her nails.
"Hey, nice colour" Chuny said.
"Thanks"
"Hey! Enough about nail colour and beauty therapies – Randi in case you haven't noticed there's a call aoming in, Chuny, take these charts to X-ray now!" Weaver raged.
Randi stomped over to take the emergency call. Weaver noticed her face paling.
"Whats up Randi?" Weaver asked.
"Um, there's been a lift accident at the DeGrave hotel. I think Abby and Carter were there"
"Oh Randi, it could be anyone involved, don't jump to conclusions"
"No, they told me they had casualties from the hospital. They mentioned a doctor form here, and a patient. Its Abby and Carter"
"Oh God" Weaver said, realisation hitting in. Weaver gathered the staff together and fore warned them of what could be coming in. The next five minutes were unbearable as they waited for the ambulances to arrive. When the ambulances pulled up, Wever pulled everyone into gear.
"Ok, people lets move! Pratt, you take the minor, Luka, you take one, Chen and I will take the other"
The next two hours passed in a blur. Carter was still unconscious when he was brought in but his head injury was the only injury he had sustained, and scans cleared anything serious. Gary had a broken leg as predicted and was soon in the OR having it fixed. Abby had been the last one brought in. She was still slipping in and out of consciousness. She had a couple of cracked ribs, but was otherwise untouched apart from a small bump on her head.
Abby opened her eyes. Everything was a bit blurry and it felt like the room was spinning.
"Abby" Cordays voice rang out.
"Abby? Can you hear me?" There it was again.
"Yeah" Abby croaked. "Do you remember what happened Abby?" Corday asked gently.
"We were in a lift, it started falling, oh God! Carter! Is he ok? Where is he?!" Abby was beginning to get hysterical.
"Sssssssh Abby, Calm down. He's fine. His heads a little sore, but he's woken up and he's asking for you"
"Oh Thank God. What about me?"
"Miraculasly, you're fine. How on earth you didn't aggravate your existing injury I don't know. You have a couple of cracked ribs, and a small bump to the head, but otherwise you're ok Abby. You won't be going on anymore night leave for a while though. You're back to flat bed rest now"
"That's fine. As long as everyone is ok, that's fine" sobbed a relieved Abby.
Elizabeth was about to leave the room when she heard Abby sobbing.
"Hey, hey, Abby. Whats the matter?" asked Elizabeth.
"I just love him so much. I've never loved anyone like this. I need to see him. Please Elizabeth" Abby pleaded.
"I'll see what I can do" She left the room and Abby cried herself to sleep, not for the first time.