The following day, Norah woke up with a throbbing headache, her rest disrupted the night before by the myriad thoughts weighing on her mind.

Joanna entered her room, concerned by Norah's pallor. "You look quite unwell. Did you have a nightmare?"

Handing Norah a cup of warm water, Joanna informed her, "You have a CT scan scheduled later today on the fourth floor. Susanna and I can accompany you."