Test after test was run on Emily – blood samples and CT scans. She cooperated willingly, hoping for answers. However, the doctors didn’t provide any, speaking in medical jargon she couldn’t grasp. Frustrated, Emily pleaded, “Please, can someone explain what’s going on?”.
A doctor took her hand, his expression full of sympathy. “We’re not sure yet. But we’ll get to the bottom of this, I promise. Try to rest now”. Emily sank back, more scared than ever. The medical staff clearly suspected something alarming had happened to her. But what? She studied her warped hands, feeling like she was trapped in a nightmare. At least she was surrounded by people now, instead of that cold empty beach. But never had she felt more alone and terrified about what the coming days might reveal.