Rushed preparations
Fueled by adrenaline, Gracie dressed in a rush, her mind racing with possibilities. “I’m on my way,” she said firmly, grabbing her keys as she locked the door. The night air bit at her skin, but the urgency pushed her forward. Staying on the phone with the receptionist, she left behind the quiet of her apartment and stepped fully into the storm of unfolding chaos.
Rushed Preparations
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Emergency dash
Her car sped through the empty streets, headlights cutting across the darkness as dread pressed down on her chest. The hospital, usually a place of safety, now felt like the center of an unsolvable mystery. When she arrived, she spotted Dr. Brown moving quickly through the halls, her face tight with controlled panic. Their eyes met, and without a word, both understood—the search was on, and time was slipping away.
Emergency Dash