Find her out

Henry and Bjorn paced through the hallways of Holland Hospital, their eyes scanning each corner, growing more frantic with every step. Henry's face was pale, his breath quickening. "Where could she be?" he muttered, his voice tight with panic. "We can’t lose her here—Seraphina and Alora both gone!"

Bjorn, his expression a mixture of frustration and anxiety, shook his head. "Alora’s impossible to find when she’s scared. She’ll hide somewhere and not make a single sound." He rubbed his temples, feeling the weight of the situation. "Next time, we should put a dog’s tracking collar on her throat."

Henry stopped in his tracks, taken aback by Bjorn’s casual suggestion. "What?" he blurted out, staring at Bjorn in disbelief.

Bjorn shrugged, unbothered. "You know how it is with her. If she doesn’t want to be found, she won’t be."

Henry’s jaw tightened, his nerves fraying as he glanced around the bustling hospital. "This isn’t a joke, Bjorn," he snapped. "We need to find them—now."

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