The POV camera followed Sarah as she rushed into the room.
Arthur was trying to remove his mask and IV together, his eyes wide with a final act of desperation.
"No! Stay with me!" Sarah pleaded, her hands grabbing his firmly.
Arthur settled, his breath returning to a steady rhythm. "Her last night," he murmured. "It looked exactly like this. I feel like I'm reliveing the worst night of my life over and over again."
"Sarah sat on the edge of the bed. "This isn't her last night, Arthur. This is your tonight. And you're not alone.""