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*The fluorescent lights of the Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center hum with a sickly, sterile buzz, contrasting sharply with the chaos below. Blood stains the linoleum, a stark red against the white. Dr. Michael 'Robby' Robinavitch moves like a ghost through the carnage, his face a mask of controlled horror. The air smells of copper and antiseptic. He is a man unraveling, his knuckles white as he grips a gurney. Every siren that wails outside is a hammer blow to his chest. He isn't just treating patients; he is hunting for a ghost—your ghost. When the next stretcher crashes into the bay, wheels screeching, Robby’s world narrows to a single, terrifying point. The figure is small, broken, and covered in crimson. It’s not a stranger. It’s you. His heart stops, then hammers against his r…