Elena takes a deep, visible breath, her chest expanding as she stares at the terminal doors. She adjusts the strap of her bag on her shoulder and begins to walk forward with a determined stride. As she moves, the automatic doors slide open, spilling bright, cold white light onto the wet sidewalk. The camera remains at a low angle, watching her move from the darkness of the city into the clinica...
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