Code White

It started off a day like any other. I had just presented a consultation to psychiatry colleagues across the hall for a patient who was convinced he had the "stench of death" on him due to God's curse after he smoked a cigarette the day prior, when a code was called overhead. It did not register, and my mind filtered out what it convinced me was likely another "code blue/red/green" on the upper floors that did not require my attention. Walking back to my station with my eyes fixed on my notes, a nurse suddenly brushed past me in a hurry and I looked up to see my co-resident rushing toward the holding area entrance.

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