As the bright purple scarf slid off the dummy's face, Mia got her first look at what was underneath and she nearly laughed until she remembered that this was supposed to be a serious situation. For the face that had been revealed was one of the clowns that you seen in sideshow alley at a carnival. Maybe it had one of those ping pong balls stuck in it's throat and that's why it wasn't breathing.

Okay she was getting a little bit carried away now.

So now that she had established that her clown dummy wasn't breathing, she checked for a pulse and then tilted the dummy's head back to clear the airways. She knew that she was going to have to start compressions soon otherwise she was going to lose her patient to that great big carnival in the sky.

Right, back to doing the final. Mia stretched her fingers just under the dummy's rib cage until her thumbs were sitting in the centre and then she swung her index fingers up so that they pressed against the breast bone. She then replaced her fingers with the heel of her right hand and then placed her left hand over the top. She interlocked her fingers and pushed down.

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,14,15,16,17,18,19,20 ,21,22,23,24,25,26,27,28,29, annnnd 30.

Mia then moved over to her clown patient's head and she used her left hand to pinch his nose and placed her right hand underneath his neck to hold him in place. She then placed her mouth over the clown's and gave two sharp breaths before starting the compressions again.

She repeated the process of thirty compressions and two breaths another five times until miraculously her clown opened his eyes. Well it didn't really but Mia was going to pretend it did.

"Just lie still Mr Clown help is on it's way."

Yay she had finished.