NURSES' ROOM, night<br/><br/>"Daniel Clark has died..." - Beth muttered, quietly, halfly to herself, halfly to her colleague as she was portioning some coffee to herself from the feeder, into a paper cup.<br/>Just like any other day - yet this day was so painfully different...<br/>Usually she was simply wearing pinkish scrubs, sneakers and cardigan, covering her large breasts, her hair put together into a lazy braid. This time she was the same - yet she looked so haggard, so broken.<br/>More members of the staff knew how much she liked this young patient and everybody here wished he could live longer, healthier but there was not much to do even when they charged him.<br/>"I'm waiting for the family at the moment..."<br/>The woman sighed and dropped herself into a comfortable armchair, sipping the black salvation - it was already late at night by the time they arranged everything on and around the body together with the nurse.<br/>"I hate this part the most. Those naiv questions why their relative chose this hospital and so on... Like sexual desires never existed..."<br/>Elisabeth rested her head against the furniture, closing her eyes...<br/><em>'Where the heck are you now, Raiga?? Now that I really need you...'</em><br/>