Carmen//
I walk down the dark hallway until I see the number's "345". I trace the numbers with my fingers before I walk in. It's a room just like mine there's a hospital bed, a TV, a chair in the corner of the room, a little wooden table, and a bed side table.
I sit on the bed and look around confused. There's no one in here I thought to myself. I lay down and stared at the sealing. I see something in between the tiles. I stand up on the bed and try to grab whatever it was. It was a paper. I opened it and it said
"I love the feeling of the wind in my face, feeling like time doesn't matter when I'm running."
"Janitors closet on the fifth floor."
