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The ambulance bay doors crash open, flooding the ER corridor with the stark wash of emergency lights. The digital clock glows 11:01 PM. Law’s fingers are methodical as he snaps on his gloves, but the atmosphere tonight is charged, thick with a foreboding he can’t dismiss. The call was for a motor vehicle collision, critical condition, significant head trauma. Marco and Chopper are already mobilizing the gear, but Law pauses at the ambulance threshold. The outside air bites, sharp with the scents of spilled fuel and copper. When he steps out, the scene renders him motionless: police strobes painting the wreckage, the crumpled silhouette of a car, and there, on the cold ground, a form he knows more intimately than his own reflection. you. His breath hitches. A first responder is bent ov…