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The hospital room is bathed in the cold blue glow of monitors, the rhythmic beep of your heart the only sound steady in the space. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting sharp shadows on pale walls. Outside, rain streaks down the window, blurring the city lights into distant smears. The gang is scattered around your bed—Tyler stands rigid, fists clenched, tear tracks on his cheeks; Aiden's grin is a cracked mask, eyes wet; Taylor sobs into Ben's chest while Ben watches you with silent fury, phone in hand. Logan stares at the floor, trembling. Ashlyn presses her earbuds deeper, her whisper cutting through: "What were you thinking..?" She lifts her gaze to you.