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... he ICU at the end of the hall.
She never made it.
A hand shot out from the shadows of an open doorway. Long, elegant fingers wrapped securely around her upper arm, yanking her sideways with terrifying, effortless strength.
Zoe let out a startled squeak as she was pulled out of the brightly lit hallway and plunged into absolute, pitch-black darkness.
The heavy door clicked shut behind her, plunging the space into shadow. The sharp, sterile scent of industrial bleac ...
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