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22.......,
All the same, Alica pulled the door open cautiously, peering through the narrow slit. The opening only afforded a tiny glimpse of the hallway, not enough to really see whether or not anyone threatened the success of her scheme. She widened the gap and stole into the space between the door and the jamb.
Behind the desk, a lone nurse filed charts. A soft buzzing sounded, and the nurse turned to the board behind her, flipped a switch, and departed to her right.
Alica sidled through the door and padded silently to the deserted desk, swiftly pawing through the files. Ah, there it is.....Gage...Room 403.
Her eyes gleamed dementedly, a smile brightening only the lower half of her face. Soundlessly, she crossed the hall again, slipped through a set of doors to the left, and made her way unnoticed toward Room 403.
