““The main floor of Penn Station, early, the first commuters arriving, leaving, the man outstretched on his coat, wide circles of survivors forming. He's half in, half out of his clothes, being kissed and cardio-shocked, though he was likely dead before he landed. This goes on for minutes, minutes more, until the medics unhook the vanished heart, move him onto the cot and cover him with the snow-depth of a sheet and wheel him the fluorescent length of the hall through gray freight doors that open on their own and close at will.””
