The world seemed to tilt on its axis as his words hung in the air. My mind struggled to process the implication of his statement. A cold knot of dread settled in my stomach as I stared at the still figure on the bed, hoping for a sign of life, a movement, anything to prove him wrong.
“Sir, please,” the officer urged, his eyes never leaving the figure. Reluctantly, I took a step back, my eyes flicking between him and the bed. The room was as silent as a tomb.
