He is dying
Anastasia POV I walked inside the hospital with Mackenzie.The smell of medicine and isopropyl alcohol were lurking around every corner. I walked towards the reception. "Excuse me,um,is there someone named Timothy admitted here?" I asked. "Second name?" She asked. "No, only Timothy.No surname." I replied. "Oh...No.There is no one like that." She said.I sighed in relief.Thank god Tim was alright. Why was I here? Who was I searching for? "Excuse me!" A nurse came running towards my direction. "Yes?" I replied. "You need to come with me!" She said.Her face was full of worries. "But why?" I asked. "Please,miss.Just come and see for yourself." She said. "Okay,lead the way." She said. I walked where she was going.It was on the top floor and there were very less patients there.It w
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