Nurse Dorian was inside, trying cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

“Step back!” I shouted as I entered.

I stepped in, my heart refusing to accept what was happening before my eyes. I reached for her wrist and checked her pulse.

No response.

My right hand flared to her chest immediately, while my left rested over it. I started the compressions.

“One, two, three… twenty… twenty-one, twenty-two… twenty-seven… thirty…”

I gave her the first breath. Nothing.

We added oxygen… but the ...