Filler Chapter
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I woke to dim light and the scent of antiseptic. A soft hand resting on my shoulder.
“You’re awake. Good.”
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The woman standing over me wore the standard infirmary uniform, but there was a softness in her voice I had been stolen of since arriving.
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“Nurse Hailey,” she said, indicating to herself, her voice just above a whisper. “You were locked in the storage room. You’re lucky I found you when I did.”
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I tried to sit up, wincing. I couldn't stay here for too long without drawing attention. The nurse gently helped me, checking for bruises.
“You need to rest, but not here too long. I pulled some strings to keep this quiet. Just… act normal when you’re out.”
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Over the next day, I remained under the nurse’s care. Hailey was kind, but watchful—rushing when she heard footsteps and avoiding prolonged conversations. She gave me strange advice.
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“Don’t tell anyone what happened. Just say you fainted. Don’t name names. Especially not hers.”
I didn’t understand. “Why are you helping me?”
Halley hesitated. “Because someone has to.”
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The next morning, I was discharged. The nurse helped me up till the door, looked around anxiously once and said, “Be careful, Elise.”
That was the last time I saw her.
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By the day after, Hailey was gone. When I asked, they said there’d never been a nurse by that name. The infirmary was being handled by someone else now. Someone colder.
Not 100% original, AI was used in the making of this chapter
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