Olivia crumpled to the ground, blood seeping from the back of her head. Elliot stood open-mouthed in shock as his friend's blood soaked the floor. "She's been shot!" shouted a distant voice that he recognized as his own.
He knelt down and tried to staunch the blood flow, but it was futile. He couldn't find her pulse and as the crowd swarmed him, he cradled his best friend in his arms and tried in vain to help her.
Finally, though, he realized that there was nothing he could do. She was gone.