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‘What’s he saying?’ Fredrik asks, with one hand on his holstered service weapon.
‘Are you injured?’ Jasim asks again.
‘I don’t know, I can’t feel anything, I …’
‘Please, come with me.’
Jasim helps him up and sees that his right hand is covered with red ice.
‘I’m only half … The Sandman has taken … he’s taken half …’
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The doors of the ambulance bay of Södermalm Hospital close. A red-cheeked auxiliary nurse helps the paramedics remove the stretcher and wheel it towards the emergency room.
‘We can’t find anything to identify him by, nothing …’
The patient is handed over to the triage nurse and taken into one of the treatment rooms. After checking his vital signs the nurse identifies the patient as triage-level orange, the second highest level, extremely urgent.
Four minutes later Dr Irma Goodwin comes into the treatment room and the nurse gives her a quick briefing:
‘Airways free, no acute trauma … but he’s got poor saturation, fever, signs of concussion and weak circulation.’
The doctor looks at the charts and goes over to the skinny man. His clothes have been cut open. His bony ribcage rises and falls with his rapid breathing.