I walked over to the room next-door. The sight of a man ailing in pain, tossing to and fro, clawed at my heart, so I reached out to lay my hand on him. A few seconds later, he laid still, his eyes closed…..He wasn’t moving.
In a panic haste, I staggered back, shaking my head in disbelief, while frantically twisting my hands, as if trying to decipher what was wrong with them. Did I just kill him? But it had worked on Jack. Fear took over. “Doctor, Doctor!” I yelled, causing three doctors to rush to my side. “I-I think… he’s dead.” I pointed as I turned my face away from the body.
One of the doctors quickly sprang into action, resting his stethoscope on the man's heart. He shook his head, turning to me with puzzled eyes. “He’s just resting.”
I breathed a sigh of relief, as I placed my ha
