Dr. Sayoran's Office
It would have been hard to miss Angela's scream. Maybe -- maybe -- if you were deaf. But Hannah kind of thinks you'd have heard it anyway.
She bolts out of her chair and starts for the door.
"Miss Griffith, I need you to stay here, please," says the guard, moving between her and the open door, reaching for his radio.
"That was -- I have -- what's going on? I'm not going to --"
"Miss Griffith, calm down, please. I need to you stay here."
Most of the chatter into his radio is in code, or pseudo-military guard speak, which might as well be code, for all Hannah understands. It is a few minutes before he turned back to her.
"No one's hurt."
Hannah eyes him, skeptically. "I heard Ang--someone scream."
"Just startled. Please wait here, Miss Griffith."
Hannah doesn't buy it, but she sits back down. And when the guard outside the door is suddenly joined by a second, she buys it even less.
There's a journal open in her lap, but Hannah isn't reading it.
She bolts out of her chair and starts for the door.
"Miss Griffith, I need you to stay here, please," says the guard, moving between her and the open door, reaching for his radio.
"That was -- I have -- what's going on? I'm not going to --"
"Miss Griffith, calm down, please. I need to you stay here."
Most of the chatter into his radio is in code, or pseudo-military guard speak, which might as well be code, for all Hannah understands. It is a few minutes before he turned back to her.
"No one's hurt."
Hannah eyes him, skeptically. "I heard Ang--someone scream."
"Just startled. Please wait here, Miss Griffith."
Hannah doesn't buy it, but she sits back down. And when the guard outside the door is suddenly joined by a second, she buys it even less.
There's a journal open in her lap, but Hannah isn't reading it.