“No problem at all.” Nurse Lauren said kindly as she pulled the door closed. She slowly turned Delilah around in the wheelchair, and then began gently pushing her down the hallway, in the direction that the bright light shone from previously. Lauren said they would take the elevator down to the second floor for a follow-up CAT scan, to see how well Delilah’s brain had healed since she was first brought in.

     The hallway was empty, yet voices could be heard in the distance. They turned the left corner and the elevators came into view. Two metal doors to the right snugged together between a patient’s room and a pair of vending machines, a snack and soda dispenser. Nurse Lauren stopped Delilah in front of the closer door and pressed the down button. The elevator door instantly slid open with a flat [i]ding[/i], and Nurse Lauren immediately pushed Delilah inside. She turned Delilah so that she was facing the door and then pressed the second floor button. A red digital number six appeared on the floor indicator on the control panel, and a down arrow appeared next to it.
The heavy silver-gray doors slid shut slowly, and with a low rumble, the elevator began it’s descent. 

     Nurse Lauren remained behind Delilah, silent as she firmly held the handles on the back of the wheelchair. The elevator continued its descent downward. The lights above shone at a modest brightness, reflecting on the white tile elevator floor.