seemed very far away in the past.
At the front desk Helen had decided to page the doctor, while she waited patiently for him to arrive the kids bought themselves treats at the vending machine.
“ Mrs. Boyle, a pleasure to see you again.” Dr. Rue said, extending his hand.
Helen hadn ’t seen him approach so she assumed he must have come out of one of the nearby rooms. It caught her off guard and it took her a minute to take his extended hand and shake it.
“ Thank you.” Helen said, stepping back slightly.
“ I was just wondering, you know is it really safe for him to be going home so quickly? What if he has another seizure or something?” Helen asked while still shaking the doctor’s hand. It seemed the young doctor was reluctant to release her.
“ I don’t think we have any reason at this point to be concerned. We’re not even sure what happened to cause his seizure in the first place. I’m still waiting for a few test results but Danny appears to be fine.”
The doctor finally pulled his hand back and placed them both in his pocket.
“Only your husband knows for sure what happened out there. We can do our best to figure it out but unless he’s going to be honest with us, there isn’t much we can do.”
“ What do you mean?” Helen said, narrowing her green eyes. “Are you saying he’s keeping something from me?”
“ No, no, not at all. Maybe he really doesn’t remember what happened. Whatever is going on, we’re not going to get any answers here in the hospital. And your insurance doesn’t cover a private room and I just felt you’d be better served letting him rest at home. But if you are concerned. . .”
“ No. No you are probably right.”
Suddenly Dr. Rue ’s phone rang a simple three tweet tone. The doctor pulled it out quickly and when he saw the number calling a dark shadow passed over his face.
The Doctor gave Helen a slight bob of his head and left, heading back to the nurses desk. Helen checked her watch impatiently wondering what was taking Danny so long. Occasionally the doctor would glance over at her and finally Helen decided to find out exactly what the kids were up to. Handsome or not, the doctor’s overt attention to her was reaching the point of being creepy. Especially since he was keeping the phone stuck to his head the whole time.
Two meters away Danny walked passed his family straight into the emergency stairwell. Nothing else was on his mind except following the noises he was hearing in his head. Suddenly a lion’s roar assailed him and he almost lost his balance, grabbing onto the railing as his foot slipped off the stair. Righting himself, he continued down, trying his best to dim the noises bouncing around in his head.
RUN. RUN. RUN. RUN. INFANT.NEW. INCAPABLE!
Finally reaching the bottom Danny slowly pushed open the door. The sounds he was hearing made one final cascade of noise that caused him to wince in pain. He fell against the wall, sliding downwards slowly as he gripped his head. Lashing out in anger he kicked the doors in front of him. As the doors flew opened the noise finally stopped.
The room on the other side of the doors was coated with plastic drapes; there was some kind of construction going on and the smell of fresh paint was strong. Danny pushed past the plastic drapes into another room. It took him a moment to realize he was in the morgue and that although under construction, it was still being used to hold bodies.
There was a noise under a nearby counter and Danny froze. Stepping closer, he slowly leaned over and came face to face with what appeared to be a homeless man crouched under the morticians table. There was a smell coming off him and his dark beard was patchy and dishevelled.
“ You the cops?” the homeless man asked. The man was dirty and unkempt and he appeared sickly, his hands were hidden inside his jacket.
“ No. I just got lost.” Danny replied, stepping back