[i]Knock-knock-knock.[/i]

The knocking of a fist on wood split the air in Alice's room.
Several seconds afterward, with a click of the door handle, the heavy wooden door swung open.

In stepped a tall man in a long, white lab coat with black slacks.
He was an older man, anywhere from his early fifties to mid-sixties. 
He had snow what hair which grew in tight curls, which was cut medium length. He had thick, bushy black eyebrows that slanted upward, giving him a passive sympathetic look. His eyes were deep marked with crow's feet and his thin lips were riveted with wrinkles.

The coat, name tag, and clipboard marked him as a doctor.

He shut the door behind  him firmly, and as he slowly approached Alice's bed, clipboard tucked under his arm, he loudly proclaimed,"Good morning", his voice loud and powerful,"wake up Miss Lynch, doctor Williams calling."

The digital clock across the room was marked at seven-fifteen, a new day, a new morning.