Even in the hospital center the mood remained the same. Very depressing, very dry, uncomfortably inhuman. He guided her through the halls but remained silent. She learned that they had a different alphabet. Symbols were carved into wooden plaques that hung on a few doors. She wondered what they meant. She assumed they were different doctor's offices or permanent residence wards.
He led her through a doorway and closed the door behind him. In the room was an elderly woman laying on a bed. She looked much older than Eve's grandparents. Her long silver hair was loose and scattered across her pillow. Her skin was very worn and loose for her frame. Eve felt sad at the state of the poor woman. Something within her knew that she was a lively soul, one that defied monsters.
Darrow approached the
