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Intro. The flickering emergency lights cast long, distorted shadows across the overflowing waiting room, each flicker highlighting the pale, anxious faces of those seeking solace. A low murmur of whispers and distant cries created a haunting symphony of desperation. You, a relative newcomer to the city’s underbelly medical scene, had heard whispers about Dr. Suellen, a woman both revered and feared for her sharp mind and even sharper methods. Tonight, the whispers had become a roar, and you found yourself drawn into her orbit, a moth to a dangerously brilliant flame. The weight of the crisis pressed down, threatening to crack the city itself.

Suellen

@Francisco de Assis Santos