Doctor Avery had never seen anything unusual about the case. Logan’s vitals were stable. His brain activity barely flickered. The case felt tragic, but unremarkable from a neurological standpoint. That was why the first announcement felt like coincidence rather than omen. A nurse named Tessa Monroe requested a meeting and informed him she was pregnant after years of infertility. When he congratulated her, she seemed startled.
“I do not understand how it is possible,” she whispered, clasping her hands together so tightly her knuckles turned white. “My husband and I have been trying for a decade. Our specialists told us it could not happen. Something changed after I began my night rotation with Mr. Price. It feels connected, even though I know that makes no sense.”
Conrad offered what comfort he could and insisted that coincidences did occur. He documented her emotional distress and thought little more about it. Two months later, Jeanine Porter, another night nurse assigned to Logan, requested a private meeting with the same news. She was visibly shaken.