(the bright lights above her blurring into focus.)
Athena
(The faint beeping of machines and the sterile smell of antiseptic fill the air. She tries to move but winces, her body aching.)
Athena
*looks down, realizing her injuries are minor—bandages, a few bruises. *
Athena
*trying to figure out the situation*
Dr. Eva Williams
(softly) You’re lucky, Athena. You survived a serious accident. Only minor injuries. You’re going to be okay.
Athena
[The relief is fleeting. Athena’s mind immediately snaps back to the crash. The rain, the scream, the impact. She struggles to piece it all together. And then the words she’s dreading cut through the air.]
Dr. Eva Williams
(hesitant) I’m so sorry... but your friend Sana didn’t make it.
Athena
[The words hit her like a physical blow. Athena’s breath catches in her throat, her heart pounding as she struggles to process the information. Sana’s face flashes before her eyes—the warmth, the laughter, her best friend. Gone.]
Athena
[Athena stares blankly at the ceiling, numb. The guilt settles heavily in her chest, suffocating her. She was the one driving. It was her responsibility. Her hands tighten into fists, shaking as the memories swirl in her mind.]
Athena
(whispering to herself) I should’ve protected her…
Athena
[Her thoughts are consumed by the moment of the crash—the sharp turn, the rain, the scream. Over and over, her mind replays the scene, searching for the moment everything went wrong. The ceiling blurs as tears well up in her eyes, but she remains silent, trapped in the weight of her grief and guilt.]
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