Hawkeye dropped the needle of adrenaline, pulling his hands away from the man's chest. He wiped his bloodied hands on his scrubs as he declared, "We've lost him."
"He was just -- he was just alive!" Radar cried, panic playing across his features.
"And now he's not." Slowly, Hawkeye pulled the sheet over the soldier's head.
"I told him he'd be alright. I promised him he'd be fine, that he'd --" Radar's breath hitched. He swallowed, staring at the sheet before him. "I've never seen a dead man before."
"War is full of firsts." Hawkeye called for the next patient.