Chapter 11

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Tess lay there, cold and pale. Lola the nurse came in humming a tune and then she turned on the radio which played a Modern day song. "I might just duck to the loo, I am sure she will be fine" Lola thought to herself. With that she walked into the bathroom and locked the door. When she went to get out the door wouldn't open. "No no no this can't be happening, Tess! Tess!" Lola yelled. "Why am I talking to an unconscious person" she asked herself.

It had been a whole 2 minutes since Lola had been locked in and it seemed no one would be here anytime soon.

Then everything went silent. "Tess?" Lola asked. More silence. Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep! "No,no no no no no" Lola cried.

"HELP, HELP, HELP, please, the little girl in room 25 is dying, please" she cried again but her walkie talkie was flat but she kept trying and trying.

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep, the sound rung in Lola's head. "I just let a child die because of going to the loo. I feel so worthless and bad and I feel like I am responsible for her death, I am going to have to go to court, lose my job and feel horrible for the rest of my life" Lola cried to herself for the tenth time.

It had been 10 minutes since she heard the beep. She was obviously gone by now and the beeping was gone and Tess was defiantly gone.

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