Spotting who she was looking for, the nurse made a beeline for a tall, brown-haired man talking with a receptionist.
"Excuse me, Doctor Leonard?" she said, stepping up beside him.
"Yes?"
"Do you have a moment?"
"What's the question?" Dr. Leonard asked.
"It's… more of a situation."
"Well what is it?"
"A young lady in room 222."
"Is there a problem?"
"Well… yes. But she won't speak a word to me."
"How is she?"
"No visible physical trauma… she refused to be examined any further. Her vitals are just fine."
"Didn't get a name, then?"
"No."
"Did somebody drop her off? Maybe we could talk to them."
"No, she just wandered in here on her own… didn't have a cell phone, wallet, purse; nothing."
"Well… let's just try and say hello, then…"
Doctor Leonard walked with the light-brown-haired nurse to exam room three and went in. A blonde girl was sitting on the bed, rubbing her left elbow with her right hand. She snapped up to look at who had entered when the door opened, then sighed and looked back down with the timidity of a mouse.
"Hi, I'm Doctor Leonard," he greeted kindly, albeit a bit cautiously.
The patient wrapped her arms around herself.
"How are you today?"
The girl continued to dart her eyes around the room.
"How are you today?" Doctor Leonard repeated, more slowly this time.
The patient didn't move. Doctor Leonard sighed and looked over his shoulder at the nurse.
"Listen, you're in a safe place, here," he started, sitting down in a chair and facing the patient. "We're here to help you. But I need you to help me out first. Do you know your name?"
The patient looked over and parted her lips slightly. She trembled slightly as she tried to push a sound out of her mouth. Doctor Leonard leaned forward in his chair.
Mmhmm. I've come up with more for you people to read. So, quick show of hands, how many of you remember me? Anyway. Drop a review. You know the drill.