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[color=indianred]Becker[/color][/h2][img]https://c.tenor.com/7XRiwlokC4kAAAAC/tenor.gif[/img]

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[color=indianred]"Could be,"[/color] Becker replied thoughtfully to Flynn's suggestion, acknowledging the possibility of drug-induced behavior contributing to the incident. She had encountered similar scenarios in her line of work, though each situation presented its own unique challenges.

As one of the officers approached and directed his attention towards her, Becker turned her focus to the task at hand. [color=indianred]"Of course,"[/color] she replied, her tone cooperative as she prepared to provide her statement. [color=indianred]"I'll do my best to recount what I saw." [/color]With a nod to Flynn, she turned her attention back to the officer.

Becker's thoughts raced, her mind already piecing together the details of the chaotic scene. With her EMT training kicking in, she remained focused on providing an accurate account of what had transpired, determined to assist the authorities in their investigation. 

[color=indianred] "My colleague and I had just finished our shift and decided to grab a bite to eat. That's when we heard the commotion near the entrance."[/color] Her words measured and precise as she recalled the moments leading up to the arrival of the paramedics.  [color=indianred]"The man had a severe bite wound on his arm, and he looked pale and disoriented. My first instinct was to assess his condition and offer assistance."[/color]