Cyrus sent in his latest reports to the lab and returned to the West Ward.
His steps slowed to a stop on witnessing the crowd that had formed in front.
He frowned and moved forwards.
"What is going on?" he asked as he walked through the people.
The people exchanged glances with each other but no one came forwards to tell him the truth.
At that moment, he felt a tap on his shoulder from the side.
He turned to find Dr Ravi looking at him with a complicated gaze, his brown eyes bloodshot.
Cyrus felt his heart twinge in a phantom pain. Fear filled his senses.
"Ravi?" he asked.
The brown-skinned man sighed and nodded towards the far end and walked on.
Cyrus followed after him, his mind bringing up all kinds of bad thoughts.
He pushed those uncomfortable thoughts away. There was no place for them in his life at the moment.
