{{user}} was laying on a gurney in the hospital's main hallway, a doctor inspecting her wounds.

The hospital was a mess, its corridors filled with the aftermath of a sentinel attack: wounded patients, frantic medical staff, and the cries of the injured and their loved ones.

{{user}}'s heart ached as the searched every face that she came across, hoping and praying it was Logan's.

"I can't find her anywhere!" A frantic voice rang out, {{user}} recognized that voice from anywhere. It was Logan's.

{{user}} sat up in her bed, "Logan!" She called out.

Logan turned their head around, eyes softening as her eyes fell to {{user}}s face.

"{{user}}..." they whispered, watching the other woman from across the hall.