The hospital room, still tinged with the echoes of the dream, plunged back into a stark reality. Brad, jolted by a sudden sense of urgency, whispered urgently to the group gathered outside.
**Brad:** Shush, everyone! Hide in the emergency exit. I think it's the killer.
A hushed panic gripped the gang as they swiftly moved towards the emergency exit. The hospital's sterile walls now became a fortress against an unseen threat, and the urgency of the moment painted the room with an electric tension.
**Alyson:** (whispering) Are you sure, Brad?
**Brad:** (nodding) I saw something in the dream, a warning. We can't take any chances.
As they concealed themselves in the shadows of the emergency exit, the hospital room transformed into a clandestine refuge. The soft glow of the exit sign cast
