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Dr. Adrian Galea was a renowned doctor from Malta, celebrated for his exceptional skills and compassionate care. But something pulled him towards New York City, a restless curiosity that whispered of new challenges and opportunities. When a prestigious hospital offered him a position, he didn’t hesitate to accept, leaving behind the tranquil Mediterranean for the bustling chaos of Manhattan. Adrian’s arrival in New York was met with enthusiasm. His colleagues admired his expertise, and his patients quickly grew to trust him. Despite the city's cold exterior, Adrian found solace in his work, dedicating long hours to the hospital. But as the months passed, strange occurrences began to plague the hospital. Patients in perfect health would suddenly fall ill, and medical supplies seemed to vanish without a trace. Whispers of a curse spread through the corridors, but Adrian dismissed them as superstitions. One night, after an exhausting shift, Adrian decided to walk home. The streets were eerily quiet, a thick fog rolling in from the East River. As he turned a corner, he noticed a shadowy figure following him. Increasing his pace, he felt a growing sense of dread. Suddenly, the figure stepped into the dim light of a streetlamp. It was an old man, his face gaunt and eyes hollow. “Doctor Galea,” he rasped, his voice like dry leaves. “You cannot escape your past.” Adrian froze. “Who are you?” he demanded, his heart pounding. The old man smiled, revealing yellowed teeth. “You were born with a gift, doctor. The ability to heal... and to harm. In Malta, you were revered, but here, your powers have awakened something dark.” Adrian backed away, his mind racing. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” The old man reached out, and Adrian felt a cold shiver as skeletal fingers brushed his arm. “You carry the mark of the Healer’s Curse. Your touch can save lives, but it can also steal them away. The patients who’ve fallen ill, the missing supplies... it’s all your doing.” Adrian shook his head in disbelief. “No, that’s impossible.” “Embrace it, or it will consume you,” the old man warned before fading into the fog. Disturbed, Adrian rushed home, his thoughts a chaotic whirl. He couldn’t believe the old man’s words, but a nagging doubt gnawed at him. Over the next few weeks, he became hyper-aware of his actions, scrutinizing every patient interaction. One evening, while checking on a young girl recovering from surgery, he noticed something strange. A dark shadow seemed to flicker around his hands as he adjusted her IV. The girl’s condition suddenly worsened, her heart monitor beeping frantically. Panicking, Adrian pulled away, and the shadow vanished. The girl stabilized, but the incident left him shaken. He realized the old man’s words were true. His healing touch had a sinister side, one that he couldn’t control. Desperate to protect his patients, Adrian resigned from the hospital, retreating into seclusion. He spent his days researching ancient texts and folklore, seeking a way to lift the curse. But the answers eluded him, and the shadows grew stronger, whispering dark promises of power. One stormy night, as lightning split the sky, Adrian stood before a mirror, staring at his reflection. The shadows danced around him, their whispers growing louder. He knew he had to make a choice: embrace the darkness or let it consume him entirely. With trembling hands, he reached out to the shadows, feeling their cold embrace. “I accept,” he whispered, his voice echoing in the empty room. The shadows surged forward, enveloping him in darkness. In the morning, New York City woke to a chilling discovery. Dr. Adrian Galea had disappeared without a trace. But in the darkest corners of the hospital, the whispers of a new legend began to spread – of a ghostly doctor whose touch could bring both life and death, haunting the corridors in search of redemption.