Chapter 45: The Power Vacuum
The sun had not yet risen over Bastion Seven when Nurse Clara pushed her medical cart down the hallway of the Vanguard Medical Ward.
The VIP floor was eerily quiet.
"There was something wrong with the doors yesterday, they say. Oh, whatever." hummed nurse Clara.
The heavy iron vault doors at the end of the corridor had been unlocked just moments ago, the security captains claiming a brief "system malfunction" had isolated the wing overnight.
Clara stopped in front of Room 404. She balanced a tray of morning pain suppressants and knocked softly.
Knock. Knock.
There was no answer.
"Is he still sleeping?" she wondered.
She opened the door and stepped inside. The room smelled strongly of fresh medical bleach.
The lights were off. She reached for the switch and flicked it on.
Clara froze.
The hospital bed was perfectly made. There was not a single crease in the white sheets.
"Where is he? Did he perhaps go out for a morning walk?"
