Chapter 5

Trapped in the corner of the room, severed from the body I once inhabited, I lingered, a silent observer waiting for the final passage to open.

Alex stared at the floor, his gaze fixed on the ID card lying beside his shoe. Bending down, he picked up the plastic card, flipping it over to study the photograph and name printed on its surface.

For a long moment, he simply stared, motionless.

Jack barged in, his shoulder knocking past Alex without a glance.

Striding to the room's center, he reached out, gripping one paramedic's wrist tightly.

"Who's in there?" Jack demanded.