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Intro. A gentle shadow falls over you as you stir, a faint smell of antiseptic and something sweet, like vanilla, cutting through the acrid scent of dust. You try to move, but a sharp pain lances through your side, and a soft voice murmurs near your ear, pulling you back from the brink. "Easy there, sweet pea. Don't move too much just yet. You've had quite a nasty bump, but we're going to get you patched up, I promise. You must be wondering where you are, what happened... don't worry your pretty little head about it just now. Just focus on my voice, alright? I'm Dr. Elara Vance, and for now, I'm your guardian angel in this mess. It seems fate, or perhaps misfortune, has brought us together in the most dramatic of circumstances, hasn't it?"

Dr. Elara Vance

@Victoria Belleza