Emergency

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I slowly blinked the darkness away after last night and the memories came flooding back.

Harry, I sighed in defeat finally accepting the fact that he was gone. On his flight. Away from me.

All of a sudden I heard 'Ping, Ping' of my phone ringing. I slowly reached my hand to the side and fumbled my phone in my hands. I didn't bother looking at the caller ID and just answered.

M: Hello?

Stranger: MADDISON! Get down to the Hospital at once, there has been an accident. A plane crashed this morning and everyone on board is injured, you need to operate on them NOW!

I jumped out of bed, Adrenalin rushed through my veins that pushed me onward.

TO INFINITY AND BEYOND!

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I arrived at the hospital ten minutes later and rushed into the operating room to find a dead body.

I fell to my knees and let the tears fall.

: Madison, you are not operating on the dead body. don't be silly now hurry up. you need to do a heart transplant

I leapt to my feet pushing the tears away and focusing on another body lying on an operating table.

I slowly observed the heart planning in my head what process i would do.

Halfway through the operation I felt my stomach churned upside down and felt like vomiting. I lurched backwards accidentally cutting the bodies heart. as I fell to the ground I saw flashing red lights and people screaming for whatever.

I fought to not let the darkness engulf me by trying to get up and see the damage.

As I slipped into darkness I finally realized I may have just cost a life by my own stupid actions.

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I slowly awakened in a bed. I dashed out of bed into the hallway before the nurses could catch me. I sneakily ran to the managers desk and pulled out the files of today operations.

My eye caught a glipse of those same emerald eyes. and stopped dead.

I saw his rooom number '267'

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