Phillip said nothing in response, only nodding to show that he understood the situation and her condition towards the nurse. Sitting in the chair next to Amy’s hospital bed, Phillip let out a heavy sigh before reaching into his pocket and fishing out a phone. He would need to speak to….them. They could help. He hoped.

Back at the manor, Ariel opened the door to see a smiling old man with a white cane. “Yes, please come in. I’m Ariel, one of Amy’s coworkers and….a friend.” She directed him inside further into the building.

“Can I get you anything Mr….?”