“You’ll be back on your feet in no time,” he said, his voice calm and certain. But as Jennifer lay there in the sterile pre-op room, staring up at the harsh fluorescent lights, a strange unease began to settle over her. Her gut feeling told her something was off.
It wasn’t the surgery itself that unnerved her. She had complete trust in the medical staff and their capabilities. No, it was something else entirely—something peculiar. A strange curiosity tugged at the corners of her mind.