Did you see him?
Aaron's pov Walking in through the automatic sliding glass doors, our vision is greeted by the huge beige coloured walls. The smell of bleach greets my olfactory senses and awakens the darkest memories hidden in the secret corner of my brain. The memories, we all have once lived together. There is bustling of people around everywhere. Anxiety thick in the air. There are paramedics clad in white aprons walking in and out of wards. A child in a neck brace being helped by his father, a grey-haired unconscious female wheeled into the emergency ward. As we reach the doors of the waiting area, we're greeted by the sounds of sobbing, screaming and some muffled conversations of families on the verge of losing someone. 'Oh Lord, help those in misery and help us in these difficult times. Am
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