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I felt a burning pain in my chest, especially on the left side. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to move my hand towards where I felt the stabbing sensation, but I couldn't move.

I moved my fingers to make sure I could still use them and groaned in pain as I did so, not understanding why it hurt so much.

I tried to recall everything that had happened, but they were just fleeting flashbacks that came to mind.

I remembered Christopher. We were running, he distracted the guards, and we entered the large warehouse. I saw Ethan, he was badly injured, pale, and listless. I untied him from the chair. Christopher confronted his father for me. We ran toward a van. A gunshot. A scream. So much blood...

"Minerva!"

"Ethan!"

"Minerva. Minerva, please... Don't fall asleep, Minerva. Don't fall asleep."

"Everything will be fine."

"No, I have to be with her."

"She's wounded, with a bullet in the left side of her abdomen. Her vital signs are dropping rapidly; we need to operate on her now."

"Stay calm