The moment I think I have a plan, Shade walks in and I lose my idea.
“There is nothing wrong with your brain young man. I believe your just an idiot. I recommend going back to college.” Shade says, mocking the doctors high-pitched voice.
“What a wonderful way to treat a patient, huh?” I reply sarcastically.
“Did you think of a plan?”
“Well I did until you walked in.” I shot back.
“Oh, s’cuse me.”
We both turned our heads, me straining my neck, and search the window into the hallway frantically for the crash they just heard.
“I don’t know!” he replies before bounding his way into the hallway. He pulls out his gun just for protection.
I watch him as he looks down at the floor, beyond my eyesight, and he screams as he too falls to the ground with a thud.
The doctors from other rooms come out to see what all the commotion is about and they see the two men lying on the floor. I hear them say into the phone:
Nobody go to hall 41, we need two ER beds..