You Move Over To The Man Who Is Struggling Desperately

You rub his back and help him settle back onto the floor.

You loosen the top of his shirt and promise that he’ll be OK. Using your own shirt you swipe the remainder of the sweat of his brow.

He slopes off the wall and falls to the ground, in an embryonic position, knees tucked to his chest.

Do you…

…get back to the table and move it closer to the vent?
…put him out of his misery with a swift blow to the head with the hammer?