Chapter 2 - The Monitor Alarms Loudly
The piercing shriek of the heart monitor cut through the hospital corridor like a physical blade. Nurses scrambled across the glossy linoleum floor, their rubber-soled shoes squeaking in frantic coordination as they flooded Theo’s glass cubicle.
Dr. Elara Quinn dropped her pen and bolted past the glass doors without a second glance. Maren screamed her newborn son’s name, throwing her weight against the locked security door before a nurse gently pushed her back.
Dean stood frozen by the elevators, his hand still gripping Jonah’s arm with bruising tightness. The red warning light above the incubator flashed in a maddening, rhythmic pulse that illuminated the terrified faces of the medical staff.
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“We are losing his pulse!” a nurse shouted over the electronic din. Crash cart equipment rattled as it was violently wheeled into the cramped enclosure, blocking Maren’s line of sight entirely.
Jonah yanked his arm free from his father’s grip, his eyes wide with absolute terror. Without waiting for permission, he turned and sprinted back toward the chaotic scene unfolding inside the NICU.
