The cold hallway

The hallway was deserted.

No one other than her was around.

In this cold, empty space, she was sitting here by herself. Her bottom was against the cold, stainless steel chair. And yet, she could not feel any of its coldness against her thin garment material.

Every now and then, she could hear the announcement through the speakers; paging for doctors or nurses to go to certain floors. 

The smell of disinfectant was attacking her nostrils.

The air conditioner was blowing cold air. The chillness was against her skin, giving her tiny goosebumps.

But all these distant feelings around her did not seem to disturb her at all.

For her mind and her sight were fixed to the white marble tiles beneath her feet.

Her heart felt so anxious.

Her feet had been tapping on the floor for hours, she finally grew tired and stopped a while ago.

She raised both arms and hugged herself. She rubbed her palms against each arm to keep her warm.