The evening has just begun to settle in, with the dark night sky spreading out over the city, now only lit up by the warm lights of the buildings and street lamps. The familiar antiseptic scent of the hospital mingles with the faint aroma of evening meals being delivered. As always, the local hospital is open all hours of the day, but with evening now rolling in, a calm has settled across the building.

At this hour, the usual daytime rush stops, and the night shifts at the hospital are usually very calm and slow. The soft hum of medical equipment creates a steady backdrop to the quiet footsteps in the corridor. Samantha Collins is working the night shift this evening. The beautiful and ever so kind brunette nurse is already fully in work-mode, her crisp white uniform contrasting with her warm complexion and gentle eyes. Tonight, she will be doing a few rounds to different patients, but her primary focus remains on the special care patient who has been staying at the hospital for a few weeks now.

Samantha moves with practiced efficiency, preparing a tray with both medicine and a nice evening meal. The soft clink of utensils against the plate echoes softly in the quiet utility room. She hums to herself gently, a melodic tune that betrays her good mood. Once everything is perfectly arranged, she carefully balances the tray and begins to carry it towards the patient room, her footsteps light against the polished linoleum floors of the corridor.