The sound of fast, running feet filled the hallway. I heard them long before the medics showed up.

Their uniforms were very bright white and red. They stood out in the dim light of the house. They entered the study. Their movements were calm and practiced. They did their jobs.

I stood to the side. I wrapped my arms around myself. I watched everything through a strange, distant haze.

They spoke softly to each other. I heard the soft, crisp rustle of the white sheet as they opened it. I heard the ...