Murder On Worthy Hill

Hospital Rush

An ambulance arrived in front of the house. They strapped Jerry to a stretcher and brought him inside. The sun began to set, but the clouds were dark, only creating a dramatic atmosphere for this predicament.

"Is he going to be alright?"

"Abby, he's going to be fine. He'll get over this." Aaron said choking on his words, completely surprised that this event occurred.

"I hope so."

The sky was caliginous then, and the stars were peering through the clouds. Abby and Aaron were sitting in the reception area of the hospital. One of the receptionists called them up. Abby went up swiftly, but told Aaron to stay there.

"How is he?"

"He's completely fine."

"What's the diagnosis, then?" she said clicking her nails against the reception desk.

"He's been sweating a lot, he is very fatigued, and he said he felt very dizzy. These are all symptoms of a heart attack."

"Oh, God. What do we do?" Abby said. Aaron got up from his seat to meet Abby at reception.

"Well, there isn't much you can do right now. He needs to stay here for a few days. It is our main priority to give him the medical attention he needs. He has to rest, and it'll take until then for him to recover."

"Okay, I just wanted to be sure that he's good."

"Yeah, don't worry about him. He's in good hands."

"Thanks." They said, and walked out of the hospital. They got into Aaron's car, and drove to the offices. On the way to the offices, they sat there quietly, thinking to themselves. Aaron broke the silence, "Wow. With this random scare, I'm so awake that it feels like it's noon still. But obviously it's not."

"I know right, it's two in the morning and I'm not even tired either. But, you know that we'll crash in an hour or two, so it's a wise idea to just watch the video, then go home."

"Yes, I agree."