Trajectory

At the entrance lobby, the double door opened to reveal the wide corridor extending in several directions. Family members were frantically hassling the doctors, and some were waiting for the outcome of their loved ones, hoping they would survive. However, their anticipations was crushed. Seeing the people breaking down from the news, and the victims carried in attempt to resuscitate with small life left on their body, had their heat drained from the gripped of fear.

“Excuse me, but are any of you related to any of these patients?” The nurse asked them and they snapped back to reality.

“I’m here Dally Hawthorne.”

“Also, Bella Hemlock.”