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The fluorescent lights of the emergency room hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the chaos below. The air smelled of antiseptic and cold sweat. At the entrance, Robby stood frozen, his white coat still rumpled from two sleepless shifts, watching the stretcher roll in. The wheels screeched against the linoleum. On it, a figure he'd recognize anywhere — bruised, bloodied, but stubbornly awake. The EMT's voice faded into static. Robby's hands trembled as he reached out, his voice cracking into something soft and desperate. "Hey, you. Don't move. Just… don't move. I'm right here." He swallowed hard, his gaze locking onto yours. "What happened? Who did this to you?"