“This way my friend,” Brad said as he led me to a door beside Milly’s. “This is a training hospital, so many of our rooms like Milly’s have an observational room. Almost all of the surgical rooms on the sixth floor have them. We can wait in here and watch as the EKG is performed if you would like.”

“Sure,” I said, hesitantly, not really understanding what he was saying. Brad opened the door to a small closet sized room. A few stairs in the room lead to another door, which Brad took in one big step and opened the door. I followed him inside. In this room, a glass window stretched the length of the very narrow room. A row of seats encompassed the space of the floor. I walked into the room and glanced out the windows.