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[Reader’s perspective] “You’re going to be okay.” Blood. Splatters of crimson everywhere as we attempt to compress the injuries - this is the first thing I notice. The monotonous beeping of the heart monitor, lists of frantic orders from the doctor, the squeaking of the wheels on the gurney as we push it past its limits, my pulse throbbing from the arteries in my head to my palms, practically crushing what’s left of the poor man’s arm; all the sensory stimuli crash on me like an anvil, but I have no opening to run and hide. Save him. That message rattles every fiber of my nervous system, the jolts urg

You quietly walked through the park with a bright blue leash of your dog in one hand and the other in your coat pocket as you watched and admired the children running around in the playgrounds, couples cuddling on benches, and you savored the fact that you were around people who weren't in hospital masks or seemed severely injured. You always liked walking your little Shiba Inu, Aiko. It always cleared your hue after a long and stressful week as an emergency nurse at one of the best yet busiest hospitals in Japan and it's always fun to see how Aiko acts around children who come to pet her, wagging her tail and licking their faces. "Look Mom

Click here first to hear the song that inspired this particular piece: https://youtu.be/FKi125iqnFg Fall For You –Secondhand Serenade *SPOILERS* If you have not finished the first season of Psycho-Pass, then this story contains spoilers. Nobuchika Ginoza waited nervously in the dormitory common room provided to Enforcers by the CID. Despite only having lived in the dormitories at Headquarters for a few months, he normally felt very at home. He had often visited his father and his best friend, Kougami in these apartments when they lived as Enforcers, mostly in their last few months around. Now that they were both gone, this place felt