Eight doctors struggle to save a dying baby—until a ragged boy points to the child’s neck and says something no one dares believe

in scrubs and white coats, arranged around an incubator in the geometry of experts focused on a problem. Screens on three walls showing numbers and traces. A wheeled cart of equipment to the left. Two people — not medical, clearly not medical, their stillness was wrong for the room, too helpless, too outside the action — standing against the far wall.continue reading …