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A familiar monochromatic landscape stretched into the horizon but the difference this time was that a soft beep beep could be heard echoing across the land. Mark walked for what seemed like hours through the lifeless plains, the soft beeping sound grew louder as he walked. Finally, in the distance, a mass of objects popped into existence and Mark started to sprint towards them. He stopped just ten feet away as the beeping sound suddenly made sense. There before him was Jack unconscious and sprawled out on a hospital bed. Tubes of varying sizes lead from the bed and into different machines. One machine in particular stood out from the rest. Mark's eyes were glued to the heart monitor as it beeped in time with Jack's heart beat. The beeps kept a constant slow rhythm. 'Jack, please hang in there.' The rhythm suddenly changed, the beeps started to slow until finally...flat-line... 'No' Mark turned to look at Jack. The beep was long and ear-piercing. Mark fell to his knees and covered his ears, the sound was so unbearable. 'No, please, we were supposed to be safe!' The world shattered around him as if in response to his cries.

Mark awoke to a loud and long ear-piercing beep. His eyes swept the room until he saw the collection of doctors standing around a bed just to his left. The familiar hospital smell assaulted his nose and made him cringe slightly. The doctors yelled some incoherent orders amongst each other while tossing medical tools back and forth across the patient's bed. Mark had a creeping suspicion that the patient was Jack but he wanted to know for sure. In an attempt to leave the bed he was met with resistance at his right wrist. Mark snapped his head to the right and stared incredulously at the handcuff holding him to the bed. 'I am growing tired of waking up to being restrained in some fashion.' Marked called for a nurse and one came to stand next to his bed. "Nurse, why am I handcuffed to my bed and who is in the bed to my left?"

The Nurse fixed him with a somber expression. "There was concern for the safety of the staff, and the patient in the bed Is Sean McLoughlin."
The color drained from Mark's face as the flat-line sound continued to assault his ears. "Oh god...no...don't let him die! Please! Please, he can't die..." Mark couldn't hold back the tears that welled up around his eyes.

The minutes ticked by as the doctors desperately tried to resuscitate Jack. After 20 minutes with no luck the doctors were ready to call it.

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Beep........beep

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beep.........beep

Every doctor stopped and stared at the heart monitor. Beep.....beep. Jack's heart rate slowly started to rise back to normal levels.

Description
A familiar monochromatic landscape stretched into the horizon but the difference this time was that a soft beep beep could be heard echoing across the land. Mark walked for what seemed like hours through the lifeless plains, the soft beeping sound grew louder as he walked. Finally, in the distance, a mass of objects popped into existence and Mark started to sprint towards them. He stopped just ten feet away as the beeping sound suddenly made sense. There before him was Jack unconscious and sprawled out on a hospital bed. Tubes of varying sizes lead from the bed and into different machines. One machine in particular stood out from the rest. Mark's eyes were glued to the heart monitor as it beeped in time with Jack's heart beat. The beeps kept a constant slow rhythm. 'Jack, please hang in there.' The rhythm suddenly changed, the beeps started to slow until finally...flat-line... 'No' Mark turned to look at Jack. The beep was long and ear-piercing. Mark fell to his knees and covered his ears, the sound was so unbearable. 'No, please, we were supposed to be safe!' The world shattered around him as if in response to his cries.

Mark awoke to a loud and long ear-piercing beep. His eyes swept the room until he saw the collection of doctors standing around a bed just to his left. The familiar hospital smell assaulted his nose and made him cringe slightly. The doctors yelled some incoherent orders amongst each other while tossing medical tools back and forth across the patient's bed. Mark had a creeping suspicion that the patient was Jack but he wanted to know for sure. In an attempt to leave the bed he was met with resistance at his right wrist. Mark snapped his head to the right and stared incredulously at the handcuff holding him to the bed. 'I am growing tired of waking up to being restrained in some fashion.' Marked called for a nurse and one came to stand next to his bed. "Nurse, why am I handcuffed to my bed and who is in the bed to my left?"

The Nurse fixed him with a somber expression. "There was concern for the safety of the staff, and the patient in the bed Is Sean McLoughlin."
The color drained from Mark's face as the flat-line sound continued to assault his ears. "Oh god...no...don't let him die! Please! Please, he can't die..." Mark couldn't hold back the tears that welled up around his eyes.

The minutes ticked by as the doctors desperately tried to resuscitate Jack. After 20 minutes with no luck the doctors were ready to call it.

................

Beep........beep

................

beep.........beep

Every doctor stopped and stared at the heart monitor. Beep.....beep. Jack's heart rate slowly started to rise back to normal levels.