"Really?" The blonde doctor asked.
"Yeah, it's fine, right, Finn?" Charlotte looked over.
He hesitantly nodded, pointing down the hall, "You said the stairwell was hazardous, right? That means it's at least still able to be used."
The doctor who had made the observation waited a moment before answering, pondering it, "...It can be used, I think. There was a strange substance lining the walls, and eyes everywhere–just stepping in it for a moment ran me over with a cold."
"We'll use it to get to the lower floors, then," Finn said, glancing back at the knight.
Jasper sighed, holding his sword and shield, "I'll lead the way, I suppose."
The patients were guided out of their rooms by the doctors, who did their best to comfort the sick and wounded.
Finn watched, staying at the back of the group to oversee the rear. Seeing others just doing their best to survive, lending one another a hand, he felt he made the right choice.
