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“I’ve been in the dark long enough to know… some voices never leave.” “Hospitals don’t forget… they remember pain.” I was working the night shift in an old countryside hospital. Around 3 AM… I went downstairs to get some rest. The hallway was long. Dark. Silent. Then I heard it. A woman screaming. Not normal screaming… She was giving birth. The sound came from the obstetrics wing. Loud. Desperate. Like something was… wrong. I froze for a second… Then I thought: someone needs help. So