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The automatic doors of the ER swooshed open, letting in a gust of freezing midnight air and the loud, rhythmic thud of gurney wheels. The paramedics guided the stretcher, yelling the patient’s vitals to the triage nurse, when a woman in a sharp charcoal suit stepped directly into the path.The federal agent Y/N flashed a gold shield, ordering the Zaiden to stop the gurney to question the semi-conscious patient. Zaiden gripped the stretcher tight and refused to budge.