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feeling a little ashamed at not helping sooner, despite his helplessness, quickly went to offer assistance. He nodded to Pat to take the other side and they tried to hold his shoulders down, while trying hard to stay out of the doctor’s way.
    “You should hold his tongue,” Patrick offered helpfully. “I saw it done before.” He had moved to down to hold Brian’s leg, which was threatening to kick the doctor.
    “What?” Kyle asked incredulously, his face strained.”This isn’t
E.R.
” He could barely keep his body down. “Doc, what are we supposed to do?” The doctor continued to work, ignoring the question.
    The monitor on the wall began to beep sporadically, creating a serene situation in which Kyle felt he was in a TV series. The beeping suddenly slowed, as if now finding slumber in the leisurely tone. Kyle backed away from Brian, turning to look at the doctor.
    "He's alive?" Kyle asked, with hope.
    "It seems that way, though his heart should not beat that slowly." The doctor continued to examine the inactive sergeant. As if hearing the last statement, the monitor breathed with new life again, its rapid peeps matching the heartbeats on the screen.
    "A miracle," Patrick said, raising his hands as if he just scored the winning field kick. Though profusely sweating and tired, he seemed exultant at the news.
    “I don’t understand it,” mumbled the doctor. “He went into a seizure for some reason, and now his heart is beating faster than ever.” He looked at Kyle, who for his part, gave the doctor a questioning look back. It was, however, when the doctor’s head was turned that Patrick cried for their attention.
    “Doc!” Patrick yelled. “He's coming round!” Patrick, in his earnestness, ran up to Brian and began to shake his shoulders in order to help his revival.
    “Move!” commanded the doctor, as he pushed Patrick out of the way. Soft moans could now be heard from Brian, which Kyle thought justified with all that he had been through.
    Brian’s moaning stopped, and his eyes, which were now covered in a milky-white covering, landed on the doctor. Kyle, startled, jumped back to collide with the wall behind him. He started to instantly feel shame for the act, only to see Brian lean up and grab the doctor by the hair. Brianpulled the thin doctor down and bit him deeply on the cheek. Kyle could hear the sound of teeth digging into flesh, fresh bright blood spurted and flowed everywhere. The doctor, struggling to free himself from the bite, let out a piercing scream. His efforts were futile though as Brian had temporarily gotten a mouth full and had leaned back to chew the fresh meat.
    Kyle watched from beside the wall in shock and disbelief. He was seeing it but still couldn’t grasp what was happening. Patrick, behind the doctor, obviously was going through the same thing, though his ever-present dialogue could be heard filled with colorful profanities.
    The moment passed and Kyle Jumped forward to help the doctor get free from Brian’s grasp. He grabbed Brian’s arm near the elbow and tried to pull it back from the doctor who was still being forced down by the grip on his hair. Blood was dripping down, covering both arms, making Kyle’s grip tenuous at best. Once he had a grip on Brian’s smeared arm he pulled it back, only succeeding in pulling the doctor along with it. Brian’s grip was like steel. Brian turned his face toward Kyle who was almost leaning all the way over him. Milky eyes locked onto him, and he stopped chewing and opened his mouth to make a low guttural sound. His other arm came up from the table to grab Kyle who was inches above him. Kyle panicked and jerked back from the strong grip, getting lucky that his arm was slick with blood. His panicked jerk sent him crashing into the cement wall behind him, causing him to almost lose his balance.
    Kyle, now regaining more control over his own shaken emotions, controlled his panic and leaned forward, to once again grab the arm that