She glanced at it sideways and pushed hard. The door flew off its hinges and smashed into two computers at the far end of the office. Sparks and glass flew everywhere.
There was wiring running along one edge of the door frame. She ripped it free, tossing the strands back into the room with the door.
Men in blue suits came running from all directions. Power surged, burning her skin and spreading like a wave through the corridor.
The other couple were grabbed by security, but no one came near them. It was as if they didn't exist.
She glanced at Ethan. Maybe they didn't.
They walked on. There was a different woman manning the health center desk, but like the guards in the corridor, she gave no indication that she even saw them.
They hurried past her. It was only when they were nearing the treatment rooms that the wash of energy slipped away.
Only to be replaced by the burning sensation of evil. Something was wrong. Very wrong.
