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He approached our seemingly lifeless bodies, probing and prodding, checking for signs of life.
“They are breathing,” he noted, his voice filled with disbelief. “It’s shallow. Almost… non-existent.”
One of the guards leaned in closer, nudging me with the tip of his boot.
When I didn’t stir, panic started to creep into his voice. “What’s happening to them? Why aren’t they waking up?”
The doctor seemed equally puzzled. “It’s like they’re in a deep coma. I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s as if their minds have completely disconnected from their bodies.”
The murmurs and speculations grew louder, the atmosphere thick with tension.
The realization that two valuable assets were potentially lost seemed to unnerve them.
Finally, a heavy sigh broke the mounting tension. “Move them to the hospital,” the doctor declared, resignation apparent in his voice. “Perhaps there, we can find a way to bring them back.”
And as they left, Grace and I remained intertwined, our eyes locked onto one another.
The heaviness in our hearts eased a little, knowing that we had bought ourselves some time, a glimmer of hope in the face of adversity.
For now, we had the upper hand.
The hidden door that Grace had manifested awaited us, and with it, our best shot at freedom.
* * *
The hum of the machines became a soft lullaby, echoing in the cold, sterile room.
The soft glow from the monitors cast ghostly shadows on the walls, their rhythmic beeping acting as a constant reminder of our delicate situation.
Grace lay beside me, her face serene even in her induced slumber.
A myriad of wires and tubes snaked from both our bodies, each one serving as a testament to the elaborate ruse we had constructed.
I took a deep breath, savoring the controlled air of the hospital.
Despite our precarious circumstances, the room carried a comforting aura.
Beneath that comfort lay a tense anticipation.
It felt like an eternity, waiting for the hospital’s bustling energy to wind down.
Finally, as the clock on the wall signaled the start of a new day, the hospital’s cacophony mellowed into a soft hum.
The night shift was smaller, quieter, and, more importantly, less attentive.
It was the perfect moment.
Opening my eyes, I immediately locked gazes with Grace.
Her stunning blue eyes shimmered in the dim light, filled with determination and a spark of mischief.
Without a word, we sat up, disentangling ourselves from the mesh of medical equipment.
We took a brief moment to steady ourselves, the physical world feeling a bit disorienting after our prolonged stay in the dream realm.
Grace reached out, her fingers brushing against the seemingly solid wall behind Uhah’s former bed.
Then, in a mesmerizing dance of shadows and light, the wall began to shift, revealing the hidden passage she had conjured.
