Then they hurried away, pushing the stabilization container before them and leaving us alone in a room filled with stretchers, cabinets of medical supplies, and rehab machines. Fede immediately began opening the storage lockers at one end of the room, searching for the organ-transplant cases that were used by the corazón runners to carry hearts. Just then, a woman pushed open a side door and entered the room. I assumed she was a "jock doc"—a team physician. She wore a track suit in the official Tenochtitlán colors of black and gold and carried a medkit in one hand. In the other she held a string of jade beads with a tuft of turquoise feathers at one end that I guessed was some sort of spell fetish. She’d probably used magic to help stabilize the injured player. I hoped she’d used enough to drain her, or else we might be in trouble.