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The door shut softly behind me as I stepped back into the corridor. For a second, I just stood there, letting the steady rhythm of my heartbeat slow.
Whatever I had just seen in that room—it had settled into my bones in a way I couldn’t shake.
Alexander and Dr. Adams were a few steps away, standing near the nurses’ station. Their voices were low, the kind of conversation that already carried a conclusion within it.
“…we can’t keep him here,” Alexander was saying when I approached, his arms crossed over his chest, his posture rigid with certainty. “He needs to be moved immediately. A regular hospital. Somewhere equipped to handle humans long-term.”
Dr. Adams nodded, her expression thoughtful and practical. “Medically speaking, that would be the best course of action. We’ve stabili
