Demanding answers
Summoning his strength, Jake asked, “Where am I?” The doctors exchanged uneasy glances, their discomfort palpable. Instead of offering a direct response, they muttered vague reassurances that did nothing to ease his mounting anxiety. Frustrated, Jake’s voice grew firmer. “I need to know!” he demanded. Yet, despite his urgency, the doctors remained evasive, their hesitation only fueling the dread tightening in his chest.
Demanding Answers
Reassurance
The doctors reassured him that he was safe and urged him to rest. “Take it easy—you’ve been through a lot,” one of them said, their tone both gentle and firm. While their words were meant to comfort, Jake couldn’t quell the unease gnawing at him. Rest was the furthest thing from his mind. Questions swirled in his head, demanding answers, and being confined to this enigmatic room only deepened his frustration.
Reassurance
