Stepping outside, Ariana exhaled deeply, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. She strolled through the expansive halls of the private cosmetic hospital, marveling at its scale and the remarkably attractive staff, a testament to the industry's focus on aesthetics.

As she wandered, she found herself lingering near the director's office.

Despite the door being slightly ajar, Ariana recalled the previous incident and resisted the temptation to snoop.

Just as she was about to walk away, a faint cry for help reached her ears from inside the office.

A momentary pause enveloped Ariana as she pondered whether she had misinterpreted the faint cry for help before it resurfaced.