Written for Tilt...
BEEP OF HEART MONITORS. SOUND OF VENTILATORS.
AIR OF URGENCY.
CRASH DOORS BURST OPEN.
NURSE:Forty two year old male. Suspected cardiac arrest. Let’s go, people.
DOCTOR:Hook him up to a monitor.
External injuries?
NURSEame as the others. Swollen ankles, knees and elbows. Possible dislocated shoulder.
CRASH DOORS BURST OPEN.
NURSE 2:I’ve got three more coming in and we’re already swamped.
DOCTOR:Ring St Joe’s.
NURSE 2:No good. They ran out of beds an hour ago.
NURSE:This is ridiculous, Doctor. We can’t cope.
DOCTOR:We have to.
NURSE 2:But it’s carnage out there.
NURSE:How can people do this?
DOCTORadly, the makers of the Wii Fit grossly underestimated the competiveness of the drunken, middle-aged, British, male.
CONSTANT BEEP OF FLATLINER.
Clear.
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