An Oxygen Tank in the Hospital Hallway
Amongst all this chaos, Ali spotted an oxygen tank resting on the floor beside the nurse’s station. Ali took careful aim at the cylinder with the police officer’s gun and pulled the trigger. The tank exploded with a deafening concussion. Omar flew into the air, amidst pieces of the tank and the nurses’ station, and hit the wall. One of his men was severely injured and the others quickly found places to hide.
DING! The elevator door opened and four more police officers rushed out. The surviving members of Omar’s team and the new police officers started to exchange fire. Kelly saw their chance to escape from the hospital. She ran toward Ali and helped him stand up straight. Wrapping one of his arms around her shoulder, she said, “Come on, we have to get you out of here!”
Ali was feeling exhausted. He looked at Kelly and said, “I do not think I can make it, Kelly.”
Kelly didn’t pay heed to what he was saying and started to pull him toward the opposite end of the hallway. Ali again protested. This time she replied, “When I said you will not be able to leave, you wanted to, and now when I am telling you you’ve got a chance to leave, you do not want to. You are a funny man. Come on, mister! We are leaving!” She practically dragged Ali down the hall, and they disappeared through an exit door.
The police officers’ bullets claimed the last of Omar’s men and then the officers moved among them cautiously, check to see which ones were still alive. One of the officers started to scan the area for any men who might be hiding while another officer rushed into the Room 173 to check on Ali. Another police officer started to arrange for getting the injured removed from the scene.
Kelly had managed pull Ali to one of the service doors leading out of the hospital and then toward the parking lot. With great amount of effort, she dragged him to the car and helped him to get into the passenger seat. She herself hopped into the driver’s seat and they took off.