The loud clanging of the MRI machine slowed and stopped as Ella felt the bed she was lying on move out of its reach. The technician and the doctor leaned over her, talking in tones too low to hear over the protective headphones she'd been given.

The scenario was eerily familiar, but she couldn't understand why. 

She took the headphones off, but could only hear short bursts of their conversation. "Possible...limited time...what..."

"Hey," she said before sitting up and hanging her legs off the side. "I don't mean to be rude, but what are the results? After earlier today, I'm not so sure that everything's okay."

Both medical employees turned to each other and then faced her. The doctor spoke. "We have some bad news."