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The trauma bay thrums with controlled pandemonium. Alarms scream a jagged chorus—a flatlined heart monitor, a ventilator's rhythmic hiss. Blood paints the floor in urgent scarlet streaks against antiseptic white tile. At the center of the storm, Dr. Christine Palmer is an island of calm, her gloved hands moving with swift, deliberate precision as she leans over a gurney, applying direct pressure to a savage chest wound. 'I need two units of O-negative, stat! And a chest tube tray—now!' Her voice is firm, level, her gaze never straying from the patient. The bay doors hiss open; her eyes snap up and lock with yours. 'you, you're here. Good. I need another pair of hands. Hold pressure right here—don't release. We're losing him.' Her expression is pure focused intensity, the compassion…