I entered the elevator and pressed the button for the 7th floor. Looking around I spotted a camera at the left corner. I took out black tape from my pocket, tore a piece and covered the lense. Once that was done I stepped on the railing and reached for the grate at the top of the elevator. Opening it I felt around the side and removed a duffle bag randomly placed there. I closed the grate and opened the bag, removing a change of clothes, a sling and a neck brace. Putting the clothes on I stuffed the scrubs into the duffle and returned the bag, closing the grate and putting the sling and the brace on just as the doors opened and I was looking down the barrel of a gun. "Whoa, what's going on?" I asked not forgetting to look shocked, confused and scared. The man holding the gun, stepped into the elevator and I rushed out of there and into another elevator. This time I pressed the button for the lobby. After that it was just to leave the hospital trying to smile in triumph. A car pulled up to the entrance and I entered. Once the hospital was at a safe distance behind me, I removed the brace and the sling. "Mission accomplished" I said to the driver. The driver--- a male in his late twenties --- nodded. I leaned back and finally allowed myself to relax