[Aubrey is not a medic. She doesn’t know what she’s seeing. She just knows, instinctively, this is different, this could be dangerous; she’s seen friends panic but not like this, never like this, she yells out his name again, why is he not responding?!

[He’s going to die. That, of all thoughts, is what grips her, and she doesn’t want that, and she starts crying and it hurts, and adrenaline launches her to her feet and she grabs at his shoulders as if, if she does that hard enough, he’ll stop shaking, and stay with her.]