He stepped out into the hall and looked both ways, but nobody else was there. He’d covered most of its length yesterday, and doubted there were any great mysteries yet to be revealed. Maybe if he started poking into the rooms he’d find something interesting, but realistically the best-case was that he’d either find other patients—who probably wouldn’t want to wake up to see him—or two sleeping guards, if these really were relief guards. It wasn’t something that would make them happy, and it was something he’d rather not think about. Especially if he discovered that there weren’t just two, but dozens. The more he considered it, the more likely it seemed. It wouldn’t surprise him if there was a cordon of guards around the whole building, kept where he couldn’t see them.