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The Nurse Ghost stepped forward. Her touch was cold as a stethoscope left on a metal counter. She placed two spectral fingers on Elara's wrist. "Tachycardia. Low magnesium. Loneliness, grade three." She sighed—a sound like a deflating blood pressure cuff. "I was programmed to heal. The hospital died, but the creature of my duty didn't. So I walk these halls, filing reports on the living who wander in."

She didn't wail. She didn't float. She worked . Nurse Ghost Fuck - System Creature - Nurse- Cre...

Elara took the key. It felt real.

"Oh, and Elara?" The ghost almost smiled. "The janitor who mops this floor at dawn? His name is Hendricks. Tell him I said his potassium looks excellent." The Nurse Ghost stepped forward