When we entered the hospital, Onyx snapped her eyes open and started struggling in my arms.

“No, no, no...” she kept whispering, possessed by shock and horror.

I frowned and squeezed her closer, trying to help her hide from the view and the light green walls of the hallway. She started pulling at my shirt and nearly made me drop her. I knelt to the floor and glared, but her expression dissolved my anger, and only concern remained. She was the most frightened I had ever seen her. Her pale face had become nearly white as a sheet and her eyes were frantic. Tears slid from them as she clutched...