Night 58: West Wing, South Hall 1-B
[from here]
Whatever was happening to her, Rita was going to fix it. She could fix anything. She was a genius.
That heavy pounding in her chest, that light-headed feeling... those were just getting in the way. Rita tried to will it to stop, for her body to simply stop being anxious, but the feelings persisted. She had to hurry... Even if she didn't know what she would do to help herself, that just meant she was going to need more time to figure it out once she reached the Medical Wing.
Rita broke into a run, dashing through the hallway and around the corner.
[to here]
Whatever was happening to her, Rita was going to fix it. She could fix anything. She was a genius.
That heavy pounding in her chest, that light-headed feeling... those were just getting in the way. Rita tried to will it to stop, for her body to simply stop being anxious, but the feelings persisted. She had to hurry... Even if she didn't know what she would do to help herself, that just meant she was going to need more time to figure it out once she reached the Medical Wing.
Rita broke into a run, dashing through the hallway and around the corner.
[to here]