**Young and the Restless Spoilers: Daniel Poisoned, Heather Attacked – Lucy Holds Her Parents’ Bodies**

The atmosphere in the room was charged with dread as Daniel collapsed to the floor, his face twisted in pain and terror. The poison coursing through his body had taken effect swiftly, leaving him gasping for breath. Sharon stood over him, her eyes devoid of the warmth and kindness that once defined her. A chilling transformation had overtaken her, evolving from the nurturing figure within the Newman family to something dark and predatory.

As Heather rushed to Daniel’s side, panic washed over her. She shook him, desperate to rouse him, but all she could do was pray for help. Grabbing her phone, she dialed 911, her voice shaking as she implored the operator for assistance. “Please hurry! He’s been poisoned! We’re at 14 Pine Crest Road!” She felt time slipping away, knowing that every second counted, but with Sharon looming ominously nearby, dread filled her heart.

Sharon watched Heather with an icy detachment, a cruel smile forming on her lips. She had no intention of leaving any loose ends, and with Heather aware of too much, her time was running out. As the seconds dragged on, Sharon moved with a deadly determination. Before Heather could react, Sharon lunged at her, wielding a weapon she had concealed just moments before. The air filled with a sickening sound as the weapon struck, and Heather collapsed next to Daniel, the living room transformed into a scene of chaos.

Blood pooled around them as Heather fought to stay conscious, her vision blurring from the pain. She needed to remain awake for Daniel, but darkness began to envelop her.

Amidst the turmoil, Lucy, Daniel’s daughter, arrived home early, sensing that something was amiss. Her cheerful demeanor evaporated as she walked through the door, anxiety creeping in with every step. When she finally entered the living room, her worst fears were realized: her father lay motionless on the ground, with Heather barely alive beside him, and Sharon standing over them, bloodied and wild-eyed.

Lucy’s scream shattered the silence, a raw sound of horror and disbelief that echoed through the house. It was a cry that should have summoned help, but in that isolated moment, there was no one else around to hear it—no neighbors, no passersby, just Lucy facing a nightmare.

Sharon froze as Lucy’s terrified gaze met hers, a fleeting flicker of guilt passing through her eyes before she snapped back to her cold demeanor. The police were on their way, and she had to act fast. With one last glance at the devastation she had caused, Sharon bolted from the house, leaving chaos in her wake. But in her frantic escape, she left clues behind—footprints, drops of blood, and a shattered phone—breadcrumbs that would lead the authorities right to her.

Back in the living room, Lucy knelt beside her father, tears streaming down her face as she felt paralyzed by fear. “Dad, please wake up!” she begged, but Daniel lay still, his skin clammy and his breath shallow. Heather groaned nearby, barely conscious but still alive. In that moment, Lucy was gripped by a sense of helplessness, trapped in a nightmare no child should ever have to endure. She felt torn, unsure of whom to help first, as the weight of the situation crashed down on her.

The tension in the air was palpable, with the aftermath of Sharon’s actions looming over them like a dark cloud, leaving Lucy in a desperate fight to save her family in a scene that would change their lives forever.