MARSHALL'S POV
The night was quiet, with the moon shining brightly. I moved through the shadows toward the hospital. It felt heavy inside me, like a big weight on my chest.
Each step I took was careful, trying not to make any noise. The city below had a soft sound, like a distant hum. It was a peaceful night, but my mission was tense.
I was like a shadow, blending into the darkness as I approached the hospital. The windows looked like sleepy eyes, watching everything happening in the night.
The shadows covered me like a cloak as I went into the hospital. The moon made my figure a mix of light and dark. It felt like a secret mission, and with every step, my heart beat faster.
I reached the heart of the hospital, where they kept the blood. It was like a vault, holding the red life for
