Chapter 11- Rosemarinus

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Mary was walking as calmly as ever between the crowd of people that flooded the streets. Normally she'd stick out like a sore thumb due to her fiery red hair, but with all the interesting figures around she blended right in.

What I found weird was her attire. I've only ever seen Mary inside the mansion, so I've never seen her wearing casual clothing. She was wearing a red blouse, black pants and black ballet flats. Her long hair, which was usually just down, was tied up into a singular ponytail. Compared to her normal maid attire, I had to admit she was a lot more approachable.

My instincts told me to follow her, as creepy as it sounded. My instincts, unlike my brain, don't overthink and are usually right. I usually don't get what it wants me to do, but it pretty much always benefits me in some manner.

I blended in with the crowd of people and made sure to stay a certain distance away from her. She had really good eyes and would probably spot me if I got to close to her, even with all of these people.

I followed Mary as she turned block after block. She never broke stride nor did it appear like she was in a hurry. She walked around for what was at least five minutes. At least, I think it was five minutes. I was scared that if I checked my phone for the time, when I looked up Mary would be gone.

I figured she reached her destination when she stopped at a building. She stopped initially and just looked at it for a second. Although I couldn't see her face from here, it was a pretty safe bet she was as poker faced as always. She walked through the glass motion sensor doors and disappeared.

I looked up to see that the building only actually consisted of a few floors. But it more than made it up for its lack of upwards floors with its width. The building stretched seemingly endlessly on both the left and right side of the entrance, which appeared to be the center of the building. Above the entrance were the words: "Ánesia General Hospital" in white blocky letters.

I became more confused. Why is Mary in the hospital? From how she was walking she seemed fine. Is there a medical condition that she's hiding from everyone? Or did something happen when she fought Miss Myala?

Well standing here wasn't going to get me anywhere so I waited for about a minute and then walked into the building. The ceiling lights were bright and there were semi-comfortable looking chairs all around with several people who appeared to be waiting. Like all hospitals I've been to, the walls were white with a decorated marble floor. Near the back of the room was a brown desk with a woman behind it and two doors behind her.

I walked up to the woman, who was intently staring at the monitor on her right. She looked up at me and flashed a fake smile so genuine looking that I probably wouldn't even know if I didn't grow up being met with them so often. She straightened her back and dropped her hands behind the desk. A lock of her blonde hair got in her face and she quickly moved it out the way before returning to her professional posture and locking eye contact with me.

"Yes, sir, how may I help you?" She said, flashing her perfect pearly whites.

Ah, how was I going to get out of this? There's no way they would let me through.

"Ah yes, umm, did a girl with red hair come through here?" I asked as nervously as I could so I didn't sound suspicious.

Luckily her expression didn't change but her smile did get slightly wider, which probably meant she was a little annoyed just by my question.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not allowed to disclose such information." She said, still in a polite tone, although you could vaguely hear the irritation.

"Please," I tried to sound as sincere as I could. "I need to see my friend Mary."

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