Bang Bang

Guns shots!

Where those gun shots?! Heaven help us all. Sara and Jared were in front of me, what are the chances that he got them both? Are they alive? Where will he go next? Breathe, Abby, breathe. What do I do now? We're on the learning side of the hospital so thankfully it's evening and no one is here, but what if he goes to the patient side? He could kill any of them and they would be defenseless to stop him. How do you know what a murderer is capable of? If my gut is right and he shot Sara, he just shot the girl he claimed to love; what kind of love are murderers capable of?

Oh my gosh! Sara. Do I run for help to save other innocent lives, or do I try to find out if Sara and Jared are okay? There were two shots fired. That doesn't mean they were intended for different people. He could have shot Jared twice and taken Sara hostage.

How could he have known where we were, or that Sara had decided to turn on him? She'd just made the decision 45 seconds ago as Jared and I were standing, discussing Chinese food. How could he have known?

He was following her. He was in the elevator and must have seen Sara follow me out into the stairwell. That means I've seen him. Think, Abby, think. Who were the people on the elevator? I know you were emotionally compromised, but people's lives are at risk! Where was he?!

Walking in the elevator there was the couple right in front holding hands, gazing. To the right of them were Sara's sisters (are they safe somewhere now?! Focus!), along with a tall brunette woman carrying a medical chart. In the middle in the back was a doctor I've seen many times before, and to the left of the couple was a patient.

THERE HE IS! On the left in the corner, almost invisible as it were. He's looking down, pretending to be focused on the carpet squares beneath his feet; that has to be him! Okay, focus in. What was he wearing? Grey wife beater with blue sweats (he must have had the gun in his pocket), skater tennis shoes, new, hardly worn.

Wait, they were brand new...