C25 Penetrating Carbuncle

The lights in the emergency room flickered off.

The resuscitation attempt had lasted a mere ten minutes.

Morio, peering at the flatline on the heart monitor, couldn't help but peel off his mask, his face clouded with gloom.

It wasn't the old man's death that upset him.

The man was a stranger, no kin of his.

His life or death mattered little to Morio