Sinking Doubts

Pale green light flashily burst into the white-illuminated hallway, dispersing a second later. Block by block, a sizeable double door in an isolated corridor from the medical rooms began to dematerialize.

The dormant ceiling lights came to life, going from their dim state to thoroughly illuminating the space.

Steam gradually consumed the room’s entryway, filling its hall as two shadowy figures stumbled in from the entrance. The doors readily sealed by rematerializing behind the pair when they passed under its wide frame.

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"Is...this good? I'm...not scrubbing too wildly, am I?”

"All is fine. You're doing fine, miss..."

I closed my eyes and sucked my breath in—half unsure what to say, the other half of my reason raining down over my face as Thalia wrung the washcloth free of soap and water.