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We enter the elevator, and Otgonbayar presses four.
In seconds I'm facing the opening of the elevator, I get out with Otgonbayar.
We turn to our right.
Fog glued into the glasses of the skywalk. The streetlamps turn on. The light rail goes through here, splitting the lane to three.
People run to the tram station, and some to the hospital doors. Some of them walk peacefully with their umbrellas.
"Left," Otgonbayar says. We turn left, brown wooden doors pass us, the wall's no longer soft cyan but cornflower.
Etu is leaning against one of the rooms, she turns to us and smiles.
She opens the room's door.
We reach the room, "we have clothing for you to change into if you want," Etu says.
I look at the cornflower walled room. There's no window in sight, for once I'm not going to be flamed with the sun in this place.
The 2x twin bed is in the left middle and a dresser with a cat shaped lamp on it, an alarm clock, and a button device is at its right.
A small sofa next to a wooden coffee table, and a bookshelf is at its right.
A few feet away from the bookshelf, there's a white door with a huge sign reading restroom.
"Yeah, do you need my size?" I say, turning to Etu.
"No, I think I could without," she says, walking to the door.
"Now let's see which key it is," she says walking out, taking the keychain from her neck.
"That's the bathroom, this device is an alarm. You ring it if you need any help," Otgonbayar explains, touching the device. I nod.
"About who's going to take you tomorrow, they talk to you about it, but I do know they're going to take you to the cafeteria at 7," he says. "Okay."
I approach the bed, step over to its edge, and lay down.
I look up at the starry blue ceiling. I shut my eyes.
The door opens.
"I got a shirt and pants."
I open my eyes and turn to Etu. I stand up and grab the clothes from her. I remove my shoes and lay them on the other side of the bed.
I walk to the bathroom and put on the slippers next to the door. Open the door and close it behind me. I walk further in.
A small baby blue bathroom, the shower in the center, the sink and squat toilet to the left, and the handlebar to the right.
I look at the mirror on the wall, brush my hair with my fingers, and smile.
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