Blackbourne I followed Dr. Green through a series of small hallways with a shaggy orange carpet and painted white bricks. The hallway was dim as there weren’t any windows and only half of the overhead fluorescent lights were turned on. Most of the doors we passed were closed, looking eerily untouched. He stopped at an unmarked door and gave it a gentle knock before opening. Inside was an inner office with a double set of brown, faux-wood office desks facing each other. Each had a computer and several stacks of papers piled neatly in brown plastic bins. There were a couple of file cabinets in the corners and a cork board nailed to the far wall, with a calendar and some other notes tacked to it. There was a small radio sitting on top of one of the file cabinets. A violin concerto was playing on a low volume. At the desk against the far wall sat a man who looked similar in age as Dr. Green. His eyes were a steel gray, his skin pale like mine. His hair was a soft brown, cut short and brushed back away from his face.
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