Chapter 158: Gestures

Shaking off the thought, I willed my legs to move. I slipped out of the bed with effort and then padded across the hospital room. The stale white walls and the smell of chemicals were overwhelming. I concentrated on putting one foot in front of the other and moving towards the door. It was a Herculean task—opening that door. I felt weak and dizzy. My feet were loud as I trudged forward.

I was rather satisfied that I had managed to escape the room without being noticed. The reception area was empty, with the woman behind the desk nodding off. I snorted as I moved past her. I hoped that she would not wake up.

At a distance, I heard the commotion. I pushed my body forward, knowing well that they would find me if I wasn't fast enough. I could hear them frantically calling for the guards.