The drive back to the hospital took longer than he had expected and it was as a result of a quite disturbing traffic; an accident on the highway had caused the delay and nothing could be done until they got the victims to safety and the damaged vehicles out of the way.
"Finally!" he exclaimed, feeling pretty confident and proud as he hurried out of the car.
Racing towards the front door, he cautiously brought himself to a stop after a security guard stood before the door with his hand held forward to break his speed.
"You cannot run along these halls, Sir", the chubbily built man with a rather bizarre looking moustache that looked as though someone mistakenly shaved off the left half said to him. "Can I help you?"
