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In the elevator with Death

You are in the elevator with your resuscitation gear and the angel of darkness. You look at the console and see the number 14 button lit.

Bob: "We're going to the same floor - what a coincidence..."

Death remains motionless, but begins to speak. A strong wind current of wind swirls around your feet as it's words are uttered... It's voice is deeper than Barry White's, and it makes the elevator shake slightly.

Death: "SHE'S MINE..."

Bob: "I have 360 joules worth of 'bite me' slung over my shoulder and I say otherwise."

Death turns to face you... It's voice goes up a notch, and it's shaking it's skeletal arms around in frustration.

Death: "YOU BLS GUYS HAVE GOTTEN SO COCKY EVER SINCE THEY GAVE YOU DEFIBRILLATORS! AREN'T YOU THE LEAST BIT SCARED?"

Bob: "What am I - a rookie? You're not real - you're a hallucination induced by caffeine and lack of sleep. I get them all the time! Last week I worked an extrication with the Easter Bunny. He sucks at spinal immobilization by the way...."

The doors open and you exit the elevator, leaving Death behind. Where the heck is that patient?