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... erile, antiseptic smell hit them like a brick wall. The harsh lighting overhead cast a clinical glow over the room, illuminating the rows of machines and monitors that surrounded Emily's bed.

Emily lay unmoving on the sterile hospital bed, her fragile figure barely discernible beneath a web of wires and tubes that snaked across her body like vines. The room was filled with the mechanical hum of life-support machines, their rhythmic sounds providing a haunting backdrop to the scene.

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