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PROLOGUE
A few hours earlier...
THE MONITORS BEGIN TO BEEP AND FLASH. A PIERCING SIREN BEGINS to wail from a speaker on the wall. The night nurse is jolted out of stupor and takes off running towards room 23. Throwing open the door, she looks around urgently, and the machines around the bed confirm her suspicions.
Minutes later the room is filled with doctors and specialists, all of whom gape at the patient, a young girl of 17, as her heartbeat approaches an impossible 178 beats per minute, and then suddenly falls back to normal. They check her vitals and conclude that unbelievably, the girl is alive and moreover, not comatose anymore but merely asleep. They stand back with shocked faces, eyes glued to their patient, debating whether to wake her or to wait.
And then the shaking starts, slowly at first but building steadily. Their shocked expressions turn to fear as the monitors begin swaying wildly and all at once, everything in the room is pushed aside by an invisible force. Machines go flying across the room, their glass displays shattering on impact, their circuitry shorting. The doctors are blown off their feet and thrown against the walls where they slump down, unconscious. The door is blown off it's hinges and the windows are forced open, letting a bitterly cold wind fill the room. And then it's over, just as suddenly as it had begun.
The girl in the hospital bed twitches , showing signs of waking up. Her arms flail out and her legs kick the sheets off her body to reveal her hospital gown, and three circular scars around her ankle. She thrashes about for a few more minutes before going still and then slowly, for the first time in nearly 6 years, she opens her eyes.
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thesecondgarde