It was a extravagant winding staircase leading to the registry room. As I stood there, Frank and I both saw doctors standing on the second floor making notes as they looked at people with limps or other physical sign of injury or sickness. Then, I looked at Frank. He looked worried. I wondered why.
He used his tools that he was giving away and he opened the bank 's safe. Annabel Adams niece locked herself in the safe. If she says in there too long she would die because there is hardly any air in there. She would not be able to breathe and she would suffocate. “ My baby!”
When I walked in through the door of the dentist 's office, I was a little bit nervous. I had done my best to blend in with the staff who all wore black scrubs. The front desk receptionist, Priscilla, told me to take a seat and I eased into the cold, black, leather sofa. I fumbled with my fingers nervously as if I was a patient about to get a root canal. Eventually, Frankie, the dental hygienist who I was to shadow, walked in through the door beside the reception desk and lead me to her office.
Beep… Beep… Beep… Tristian Stewart’s Memorial Medical Hospital was the epitome of thousands of those little sharp “beeps” piercing their victim’s ears when they walked through the white, floor-to-wall covered hallways. Each one, echoing louder and louder as if I were one of its ghostly-pale pr prisoners escaping. Only thing that separated me from them were their long, cascading blue gowns to my choice of a snug hoodie, jeans, and torn converse. I kept focus, as I followed the directions the lady at the front desk had given me. Her snaggletooth distracted me from remembering the difference of taking a left or right at the end of the hall.
Cat continued looking through her drawers, taking out shirts and pants and neatly stacking them up in towers of three. It seemed odd-Cat prided herself on being able to put her fingers on every homework assignment she had ever done within ten seconds. Yet she was taking forever to find Hallie’s sweater. “Cat?” “Yessss…” “Are you sure that-” Just then Hallie caught a glimpse of the sleeves of Cat’s costume.
That is when he came in, even though her back was to the door she heard the bell and the the hush that fell over the diner in anticipation as to what would happen between the two of them. He walked up to the counter and sat on a stool oblivious to the fact that everyone had their eyes on him. Jeannette finished taking the order of the couple she was serving and went behind the counter to put it on the order wheel taking her sweet old time. As she was walking towards Chris she could practically feel the stares of everyone in the place. “Stupid, tiny town,” she grumbled under her breath.
Jocelyn was walking and looking down at her water bottle when Riley right upfront by Ms. Gluons desk, had stuck her leg out. The oblivious Jocelyn caught up in her water bottle business, she didn 't catch the leg proper out in front of her. It was like it happened in slow motion. Jocelyn fell and smacked onto the grubby tiling on the floor, whist her bottle was still in motion, spilling as it went on. When it finally had stuck a landing, it had landed on Ms. Gluon, but on its way over it doused her papers, and not to forget Ms. Gulon.