The monitor was flashing a dangerous red, a warning of a heart under too much strain.
Arthur was removing the mask aggressively, his face contorted with a silent scream.
"Stop!" Sarah shouted, her voice echoing in the sterile hallway.
She restored the mask, her hands steady despite the chaos. Arthur was weak, his body finally surrendering to the exhaustion.
""She died staring at me," he whispered, his eyes wide and unblinking. "I never moved. I wanted to see the moment the light went out, so I could follow it. But it just went dark.""
Sarah realized that Arthur was still waiting for the light to come back.
"The light didn't go out, Arthur," she said softly. "It just moved. It's waiting for you to find it in the world again."