Monday Afternoon
George Washington University Medical Center
The chaos of the hospital Emergency Room was but the external reflection of her internal state.
The tears finally came.
But then they dried when she fully embraced the void.
When she caught a glimpse of his battered and bloody body lying exposed on the table she no longer saw the man, no longer let herself see him.
Instead she just saw another skeleton.
Albeit one still encased in flesh. Meat.
And one which, for perhaps a little while, still had a pulse.