Dorothy awoke with a start, the familiar warmth of another person conspicuously absent from her side.

Glancing at the clock, it read 7 AM — a time when Everett would normally be hunched over his desk, sifting through a mountain of paperwork. But now, he was nowhere to be found in the hospital room.

Concern knitting her brows, Dorothy rose to search for him. She checked the doctor's office, and the long, sterile corridors — no sign of him.

Returning to the room to grab her phone, she dialed Everett's number, only to hear his ringtone echo from within the room.

His phone was left behind.

Odd.

Very odd.

"Dr. Quincy. Have you seen Everett around?" Dorothy inquired, her voice tinged with worry as she ventured out again.

I woke up." "Well, perhaps you should check the security room? If he left the hospital, he would have had

was out of her element. Other than calling

made her way to the security room, Quincy called out from behind, "Ms. Sanchez. Mr. Lopez is at the front entrance.” Whirling around and

back, taking the stairs two at a time. She needed to find out what was going on, and why Everett

details were

Everett up close — his complexion was ashen, and

you?" she gasped, instinctively rushing

he rasped, his voice a hoarse shadow of

"Did you leave at dawn?" If he had only left the room in the morning, a mere hour or

an unusual behavior for him. With long strides, he

not like

him and tugging at his sleeve. "Everett, wait." Despite his haste, he stopped at her touch, not wanting

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