As a week passed, Gelo's recovery progressed steadily, his resilience evident in each step toward regaining his strength. The wheelchair that once confined him to the library's mysteries now stood unused, a testament to his determination.
**Gelo's Inner Monologue:** (reflective) A week ago, I was confined to a wheelchair, chasing shadows in this library. Now, I stand on the brink of unraveling the truth.
The group reconvened in the library, armed with the insights gathered during Gelo's recovery. The pages of old books and whispered tales led them closer to the heart of the enigma that bound the hospital's history with the suspects and the masked figure.
**Jasper:** (enthusiastic) We're making progress, guys. The pieces are fitting together.
Alyson, meticulously organizing stacks of do
