March 2017
25 years old Alan
Alan doesn't remember the drive to Saint Agnes Hospital, hell, he doesn't even remember entering the car talkless of leaving it. He was hysterical, tears streaming down his face and his heart going a mile a minute. As he steps into the hospital, he's blinded by the brightness of the white lights, the mixed smell of drugs, blood and cleaner in the air. He runs to the first desk he sees, his hands reaching out to hold onto the table.
Louis ran in after throwing his car keys to one of the security men outside and followed Alan closely, trying to stand behind Alan in case his legs give out. He runs after Alan when he darts for the elevator, urgently pressing the arrow up button until it lit up. Alan runs both his hands down his face and sniffs.
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