[center][color=wheat][h3]Aedre Charbonnet[/h3][/color][/center]
A group of girls ran into the hospital, filling the air with shrieks as they clamored for a “Detective Hammer.” Seeming more like a stampede of rabid animals than a group of fans, the fangirls quickly found themselves under the scrutiny of the hospital staff — not that they cared, though. “Where is he?” one of the louder ones was demanding, jutting her head forward to get into the nurse’s face. “We know he’s here somewhere!”


Aedre rose from her seat, sliding her laptop into her bag and walking over to the other counter. Clearly this “Detective Hammer” person was a notable figure, and “Rheese Laudat” most likely was too. [color=wheat]“Excuse me,”[/color] Aedre said, getting the nurse’s attention, [color=wheat]“I’m here to see a Rheese Laudat? I believe my friend is currently in the room with him and Detective Hammer.”[/color]


The nurse gave the blonde girl a skeptical look. “Really,” she asked, eyes flicking briefly to the group of fangirls at the next counter down. “You sure you aren’t just trying to get in to get the detective’s signature or something?”


Aedre pulled a face but put on a bright smile. [color=wheat]“All right, you got me,”[/color] she said with a small laugh. [color=wheat]“Have a good day,”[/color] she told the nurse. Turning away from the counter, Aedre was about to head towards the exit when a passing girl stopped her, telling her that Rheese was being questioned in room 321. [color=wheat]“Thanks for the information!”[/color] she shouted after the stranger, turning and heading into the hospital with at a brisk pace that said she knew where she was headed — even if she really had no idea. 


The hallway was a bustle of activity as nurses hurried patients from room to room and interns hurriedly checked in with their assignments, clipboards in hand as they popped a head into their rooms. The numbers on the wall designating the hallway numbers seemed to be increasing in increments of fifty per row, and Aedre passed a few interesting doors like the double-doors to the cafeteria or the single that allowed for emergency exits out the side of the hospital. 


[i]Here we are: the 300 wing,[/i] Aedre thought, turning into the hallway that smelled strongly of sanitation: ethanol, isopropanol, and various chemicals that Aedre was familiar with from working in labs. A crew of cameramen was headed by a gruff-looking man in a trenchcoat with a scowl on his face as if he’d just been forced to eat something bitter. [i]What happened to him?[/i] Aedre wondered idly as she passed, but the group of fangirls drew her attention away from the camera crew. [i]Detective Hammer?[/i] Aedre wondered, eyes staring at the two mismatched groups behind her. She was so caught up in what she’d just seen that Aedre almost crashed into a girl who was exiting a room.


[color=wheat]“Oop, sorry!”[/color] Aedre said, sidestepping the girl at the last moment and barely dodging the collision. It took a second for it to register that the girl she’d almost crashed into was in fact the brunette she’d followed into the hospital earlier. [i]Room 302,[/i] Aedre read, a small smile on her lips as she realized that she’d found the place. [i]Now, to see the infamous “Rheese Laudat.”[/i]


Two boys exited the room from behind the girl, one whose midsection was wrapped in bandages and both looking rather irritated. The injured boy was asking about a way to get out of the hospital without coming into contact with the “crowd.” Considering their location, Aedre made a brief assumption and decided to roll with it. [color=wheat]“Hi — Rheese Laudat, right?”[/color] Aedre asked, a big smile on her face as she spoke to the . [color=wheat]“My name is Aedre Charbonnet, and I was wandering around town when I heard the commotion from all your fangirls waiting up front. There’s an emergency exit at the end of the hallway — towards the left.”[/color]

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