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form a human barrier around the motionless body as they just stood
in shock. Some took videos and photos of the bloody scene and
others just stared at Spencer as if he appeared from out of the sky
without notice. The now growing number of pedestrians tried to
figure out what they should do.
Reece ran up to Spencer and
screamed, “Someone call for help, don’t just stand
there!”
Quickly a nearby pedestrian
dialed 911, stumbling over his words, “Um, yeah, there was an
accident, help, we need help! Come fast, we’re right outside the
health market.” The crowd of people had doubled in size, which
increased the number of digital cameras all focused on recording
the atrocious aftermath.
The occupant of the vehicle that
struck Spencer jumped out and screamed, “Oh my god, I’m so sorry, I
didn’t see him. I had my auto driver on and I don’t know what
happened.” As soon as the occupant looked over and saw what
condition Spencer was in, she quickly dropped to her knees, then
passed out from the pooling blood.
Reece was now on the ground
holding Spencer’s hand, begging him to hang on. “Please Spencer,
stay with us, please. Just keep listening to my voice. You’ll get
through this.” The sounds of the ambulance, fire trucks, and police
cars grew closer with every second that passed, while Reece
continued to reassure Spencer everything was going to be
ok.
As Spencer lay on the ground, he
did not move a single bone in his body. His breathing was becoming
extremely shallow as he thought to himself, “This is the end isn’t
it?” As he considered this, his peripheral vision faded away and he
started seeing what looked like a dark narrow tunnel with blue and
white streaks of light.
The emergency vehicles arrived on
scene while Reece watched in disbelief. The Emergency Medical
Technicians (EMT) exited the ambulance, ran towards Spencer’s
motionless body, and quickly realized there was no longer blood
exiting his wounds. This indicated that Spencer’s heart might have
stopped beating. One EMT started to temporarily seal the head wound
with medical bio-foam, while the other removed an automated
external defibrillator (AED). The Police Department had pushed back
the spectators and closed down the roadway as the Fire Department
made sure the vehicle that struck Spencer was not going to cause
any more issues. They accomplished this by cutting the vehicle’s
power from its battery and confirmed there were no fluid
leaks.
After the EMT finished placing
the pads to the AED on Spencer, it ran itself. First, it advised it
was charging, then gave a five second count down and stated,
“Clear.” A bolt of electricity ran through Spencer’s body, making
him twitch slightly. The AED indicated it did not detect a pulse
and it was going to deliver another shock. Again Spencer’s body
jolted, but nothing happened. A third shock was delivered and
nothing. The EMT again checked for a pulse and a heartbeat, looked
up and said, “It’s too late, he lost too much blood. I’ll call it.
Time of death, 1327 hours.”
Chapter 4
Friendship
It was going to be a small crowd
nothing too extravagant. Three rows of chairs with two in front
marked, " Family
only. " Off to the right facing a small
pond overrun with lily pads, stood a small glass table with a blue
and gray ceramic urn, with the name “ Spencer Cade ” stenciled on it.
There were two large cobalt blue vases with an assortment of Calla,
Stargazer, and Daylilies flanking the right side of the glass
table. Facing the row of chairs was a solid black mahogany podium
that looked like it had seen its fair share of gatherings. The
weather was barely cooperating by holding back the rains it so
greatly wanted to let loose.
Three jet-black limousines pulled
up alongside the stone path that led to the ceremonial site. Three
chauffeurs exited their vehicles and walked to the passenger side
rear simultaneously. As they opened the doors the occupants who
exited wore nothing
form a human barrier around the motionless body as they just stood
in shock. Some took videos and photos of the bloody scene and
others just stared at Spencer as if he appeared from out of the sky
without notice. The now growing number of pedestrians tried to
figure out what they should do.
Reece ran up to Spencer and
screamed, “Someone call for help, don’t just stand
there!”
Quickly a nearby pedestrian
dialed 911, stumbling over his words, “Um, yeah, there was an
accident, help, we need help! Come fast, we’re right outside the
health market.” The crowd of people had doubled in size, which
increased the number of digital cameras all focused on recording
the atrocious aftermath.
The occupant of the vehicle that
struck Spencer jumped out and screamed, “Oh my god, I’m so sorry, I
didn’t see him. I had my auto driver on and I don’t know what
happened.” As soon as the occupant looked over and saw what
condition Spencer was in, she quickly dropped to her knees, then
passed out from the pooling blood.
Reece was now on the ground
holding Spencer’s hand, begging him to hang on. “Please Spencer,
stay with us, please. Just keep listening to my voice. You’ll get
through this.” The sounds of the ambulance, fire trucks, and police
cars grew closer with every second that passed, while Reece
continued to reassure Spencer everything was going to be
ok.
As Spencer lay on the ground, he
did not move a single bone in his body. His breathing was becoming
extremely shallow as he thought to himself, “This is the end isn’t
it?” As he considered this, his peripheral vision faded away and he
started seeing what looked like a dark narrow tunnel with blue and
white streaks of light.
The emergency vehicles arrived on
scene while Reece watched in disbelief. The Emergency Medical
Technicians (EMT) exited the ambulance, ran towards Spencer’s
motionless body, and quickly realized there was no longer blood
exiting his wounds. This indicated that Spencer’s heart might have
stopped beating. One EMT started to temporarily seal the head wound
with medical bio-foam, while the other removed an automated
external defibrillator (AED). The Police Department had pushed back
the spectators and closed down the roadway as the Fire Department
made sure the vehicle that struck Spencer was not going to cause
any more issues. They accomplished this by cutting the vehicle’s
power from its battery and confirmed there were no fluid
leaks.
After the EMT finished placing
the pads to the AED on Spencer, it ran itself. First, it advised it
was charging, then gave a five second count down and stated,
“Clear.” A bolt of electricity ran through Spencer’s body, making
him twitch slightly. The AED indicated it did not detect a pulse
and it was going to deliver another shock. Again Spencer’s body
jolted, but nothing happened. A third shock was delivered and
nothing. The EMT again checked for a pulse and a heartbeat, looked
up and said, “It’s too late, he lost too much blood. I’ll call it.
Time of death, 1327 hours.”
Chapter 4
Friendship
It was going to be a small crowd
nothing too extravagant. Three rows of chairs with two in front
marked, " Family
only. " Off to the right facing a small
pond overrun with lily pads, stood a small glass table with a blue
and gray ceramic urn, with the name “ Spencer Cade ” stenciled on it.
There were two large cobalt blue vases with an assortment of Calla,
Stargazer, and Daylilies flanking the right side of the glass
table. Facing the row of chairs was a solid black mahogany podium
that looked like it had seen its fair share of gatherings. The
weather was barely cooperating by holding back the rains it so
greatly wanted to let loose.
Three jet-black limousines pulled
up alongside the stone path that led to the ceremonial site. Three
chauffeurs exited their vehicles and walked to the passenger side
rear simultaneously. As they opened the doors the occupants who
exited wore nothing
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