
graceful hands
IhaveneverseenMrs.Clarkbefore,
butIknowfromhermedicalchartandthereportIreceivedfromtheprecedingshiftthattonight
shewilldie.
Theonlylightinherroomiscomingfromapieceofmedicalequipment,
whichisflashingitsredlightasifinwarning.
AsIstandthere,thesmellhitsmynose,
andIclosemyeyesasIrememberthesmellofdecayfrompastexperience.