Gemotions

The scent of chlorine and disinfectant hit Elena like a physical blow as she walked into the hospital's ER. She’d spent her career in the sterile environment of the pathology lab, dissecting slides and analyzing cells. Now, she was to be a liaison between the lab and the chaotic world of emergency medicine.

Her legs felt like jelly, and she found herself clinging to the wall for support. The sounds of sirens and hurried footsteps sent a fresh wave of unease washing over her. She knew she needed to be strong, to be the calm voice in the storm, but the sheer urgency of the situation threatened to overwhelm her.

She mumbled a greeting to the attending physician, her voice barely a whisper. All she could think about was the safe, quiet room she’d left behind. A nurse’s sharp tone brought her back to the present. She had a job to do, and the first patient was waiting.