Linda’s POVThe paramedics arrived swiftly, their faces a blur of concern and urgency as they rushed to my side. With gentle hands, they assessed my injuries, their voice a comforting reassurance amidst the chaos.“Stay with us, ma’am,” One of them said, their tone firm but kind. “We’re here to help you. Can you tell us where it hurts?” Through the haze of pain, I managed to nod weakly, my breaths coming in ragged gasps as I struggled to remain conscious. With their help, I was carefully lifted onto a stretcher, my body protesting with each movement. As they worked to stabilize me, I felt a surge of gratitude wash over me. Despite the terror that had gripped me only moments before, I was now in the hands of skilled professionals, their expertise offering a glimmer of hope in the darkness. With each passing moment, the pain began to ebb, replaced by a sense of numbness that dulled the edges of my awareness. Through half-lidded eyes, I watched as the paramedics loaded me into the wai
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