Christine didn't know if she should open the door. Was she seeing things now? "Uh, How can I help you?" her voice trembled.
"I was in the environment when you called Christine. Open the door, I want to see my wife." His wife? Christine removed the hook and turned the key left two times, before she opened the door.
He didn't even spare her a glance as he flew inside with his bathrobe. "Where is she?" He bellowed.
"Second door in front." She still held the door open.
Truce leaned on her door, spreading his palms on it. He spoke calmly, his voice burrowing through the door.
Christine heard the click come on, but the door still closed. Realized Anna was behind the door on the floor. Her husband told her to try rolling away from the door so he could come in. The door squeaked open and he entered, then closed it gently behind him.