"This way." Demona instructed, walking with his hands in his pockets casually.
He had taken a peek in both directions before making his way through the second floor.
"We could take the elevator." Sofia suggested, trailing behind him.
He said nothing, snubbing her. He just continued walking, entering a ward. Sofia did mind the fact that he just ignored her, so decided to keep shut.
Sofia followed suit behind Demona, but froze on entering the ward. There were about ten people dressed as nurses and doctors; in other words, medical staff. Demona said nothing entering. All he did was stand in the middle of them all, and they did the rest. They rushed at him, taking off his jacket, and dressing him up until he looked like a doctor wearing a nose mask. The adjusted his stethoscope, before turning to look at me. It was as if he was signaling them that I was coming with him.
