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Arryn opened the car door, stepping out onto the smooth pavement of the hospital parking lot. The sound of her car door shutting echoed off the spacious walls of the parking garage. Sending one last text to Claire, she placed her phone in the pocket of her blue jeans and followed her mother to the parking garage elevator.

A light breeze brushed against her skin, sending her hair in every direction. It was a nice day outside. The sun shining brightly in the sky without a cloud in sight. A few birds trilled their melodies on the powerlines above.

They took the elevator up to the top floor of the garage. An instrumental version of  "Stayin Alive" by the Bee Gees played on the speakers overhead. The ding signaled their arrival on the top floor, interrupting Arryn humming to the tune. The bright sunlight trickled into the elevator as the doors opened, bringing back the heat of summer.

The hospital came into sight as they rounded the corner. Standing ten stories high, the hospital never failed to make Arryn feel like an ant. They stepped into the large shadow of the building, coming upon the entrance.

Cool air greeted them inside the lobby. Sitting at the desk, a brunette receptionist adorned in blue scrubs typed away on the computer. "How can I help you two today?" She looked up from her computer, flashing a courtesy smile in their direction.

"We're here to visit Lincoln Mosley."

"Of course, do you need to know his room number?" she asked.

"Is it still room 507?"

"Let me check." Her fingers flew across the keys.

"Thank you," Arryn said.

"Yes. Lincoln Hunter Mosely is in room 507 on the fifth floor. Is there anything else I can assist you with today?"

"I think that does it, thank you," her mother replied.

"Of course. Those flowers are beautiful by the way," the receptionist noted, indicating the vase of lilies Arryn's mother held.

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