I watched as blood started to bubble out of the hole in the paramedic's neck as she struggled to take in oxygen. She turned her head to look at me, a desperate plea for help in her eyes, but there was nothing I could do.
She was dead; she just didn't know it yet.
I reached for one of the tranks I had in the pocket of my hazmat suit, ready to stick it into the boy, but all of a sudden, the entire ER department was plunged into darkness.
And that was when shit really hit the fan.
Screams rose all around me, both patients and staff, as I could hear people fighting each other in the darkness.
"The generator will kick in in a few seconds. Everyone remain where you are!" I shouted, just as I was grabbed from behind and spun around.
Unable to see anything, the only thing I could do was react. I plunged the needle with the trank in my hand into the neck of my assailant and then flipped them over my shoulder until they crashed into the stretcher that was right in front of me.
