The orderly shrugged, oblivious to her internal turmoil, and went about his task. Anna seized the opportunity to leave the room, her mind swirling with questions and doubts. Once outside, she leaned against the wall, trying to steady her breathing.

That night, Anna couldn’t shake the experience. She lay in bed, haunted by the night’s events. Was it a warning? A sign? Or just her guilt manifesting in her imagination? Whatever it was, it forced her to confront her actions, to rethink the path she was on.