She walked down the corridor trying to retrace her steps to the exit wondering where everyone was and what had happened earlier that night. The bleeping sound of heart monitors could be heard faintly in the rooms around the hospital. Cindy thought about looking in a room but refrained at the possibility of being attacked or discovering something she did not want to see. She decided to find a way out of the hospital as quickly as possible. The drafting gush of wind whooshed around the corridors, finally reaching Cindy and touching her bloodstained cardigan all over the upper arm area; making her shiver and her eyes stream. After what seemed an eternity of wandering around the hospital, Cindy eventually saw a green exit sign swinging dangerously from its attachment to the ceiling. As she looked around the corridor, she saw the cracked windowpanes of the doors to the accident and emergency department of the hospital. Cindy approached the doors expecting them to open automatically, although she was astonished to find it would not.
