What if Ashlyn and the others didn't have to deal with the phantoms? What if their friendship started as a wrong number instead? What if they never went to savanah?

"QUICK!! SEND HIM TO THE TRAUMA UNIT!" A distressed doctor hollered, shoving other employees out of his way. The patient opened his tired eyes, and saw a blinding light hung above him. "I don't want to die..." He whispered, his voice barely audible. "Don't worry, you're not going to die." The doctor hushed as they burst into the trauma unit, and everything started to fade away. Kazuscara **** Contents in the fanfiction is not accurate information. Everything is reliant on research. Please do not use this fanfiction as medical reference.