Finally, the officer came back out and told us it was ok to go inside. They walked us through the ambulance bay doors and into the emergency room. I felt like I was walking through a muddy swamp. My feet would not seem to move. I wanted to get to my son as quickly as possible, but all the events of the last couple of hours seemed to be weighing me down. I had begun to realize what we might be facing. No one from the hospital staff came to greet us and direct us to our son. Instead we were ushered into a small, dimly-lit room where we were told someone would come to talk to us soon. Sure enough, a man came in just moments after we sat down, but he wasn't from the hospital staff. His ID badge indicated he was from the county coroner's office.