Crystal was an RN working the nightshift at a local hospital. It was 2am and things were quiet on the 3rd floor. She was feeling anxious this evening, because she had been thinking of a plan for a few weeks now.
The third floor has most of the long term patients and one was a John Doe that had been weighing heavily on her thoughts. He had been in a coma for several months from an auto accident and efforts to revive him had been fruitless thus far. She had been giving him his usual sponge bath and a shave when something interesting happened. She was cleaning him and his member had become hard (not all that uncommon) but what got her attention was the spike in brain activity. She definitely had caused a reaction and she was intrigued. Could this be a way in? If he were to be stimulated enough, could it actually bring him back? This question was in her thoughts for weeks as she dealt with the morality of it all. She had finally decided that late tonight, she was going to find out.
She had been conscious of the security guard and his habits for some time and she knew he wasn't heading up to her floor for hours. It was all quiet. His room was private. Now was her chance.