Chapter 81Adrian's PovThe elevator doors opened and the ICU hallway stretched before me. It was long, the usual white and sterile colour, and I could only wonder when the hospital would start painting its corridors black.The smell of antiseptic burned my nose. There were fluorescent lights here too, they hummed overhead and were too bright and cold. Maybe it was my guilt or fear. I couldn't tell anymore.I kept walking when I paused and retraced my steps backwards. Marcus, who was beside me, looked around with confusion. He walked back with me, his shoes clicked against the tile floor."Boss, what's wrong?" His voice came behind me. I didn't give a response and kept walking.And then we got to the spot. There was a picture on the wall. A very familiar image, but I couldn't remember taking a picture like that at this age here. In a white flowing hospital gown. There was the caption."Get your facial reconstruction here. Safe for kids as low as thirteen." My hands shook with terror a
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