The hallways are empty. Quiet. Which they probably should be, given that it’s nearly three in the morning. But still, Harvey can’t help but think that there should be more activity, more noise. Mike is lying in that hospital bed fighting for his life yet the world around them is utterly still. Shouldn’t it matter, that Mike is asleep and might never wake up? Shouldn’t the fact that Harvey’s world is falling down around him come with more commotion?