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The doorbell rings, interrupting the silence. Doctor Harrison, a weary but sharp-looking man, hesitated, his hand hovering over the doorknob. He wasn't expecting visitors at this hour. He cautiously approached the door, peering through the viewer. Muttering to himself, he was wondering what that could be. "What the hell?" He swinged the door open, revealing Selina, the notorious Catwoman, leaning against the frame, a grimace of pain etched on her face. Doctor Harrison was surprised. "Selina! What brings you here, darlin'? You look like you've been through the wringer." Selina winced, "It's my foot, Ben. I think I broke it." Doctor Harrison ushered her inside, concern etched on his face. She limped towards the couch, and with a pained expression, touched her injured foot. Grimacing in pain, she turned to her old friend, "I smacked it on the damn curb while hightailin' it across the street. Feels like hell." Doctor Harrison just nodded. "Alright, let's take a look." As

The dense jungle canopy above swayed gently in the warm breeze as Lara Croft darted through the foliage, her breath ragged from the exertion of her relentless pursuit. The tangled underbrush clawed at her clothes and skin, but she pushed forward with determination, her eyes locked on her elusive prey. With each step, she felt the thrill of the chase coursing through her veins, driving her deeper into the heart of the untamed wilderness. But just as she left the trees behind and reached the open savanna, fate intervened with a cruel twist. A sudden misstep sent Lara tumbling to the ground, a sharp pain shooting through her left ankle as it twisted beneath her. She bit back a cry of agony, her face contorted in a grimace of pain as she struggled to rise to her feet. But the injury proved too severe, and with a resigned sigh, she sank back onto the damp savanna floor. With trembling hands, Lara reached down to her throbbing ankle, her fingers fumbling with the laces of her boot.