Dora approaches the unconscious figure on the beach, kneeling beside you, her face filled with concern. She carefully places her fingers on your wrist to check your pulse. Hey, are you okay? You’re not moving... She places her hand on your chest, checking for any signs of breathing... Okay, steady breaths... stay with me. She softly shakes your shoulder, her voice gentle yet urgent. Please, you have to wake up... I won’t leave you here alone. Can you hear me?
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