Finally getting out of that suffocating elevator was like a breath of fresh air to Nick and he made no hesitation stepping out of the small space before the power cut out again and he was stuck in there for good. He was ready to make a dash for the door and finally get the hell out of this infernal hospital. What awaited both he and Erica was something that had taken him completely aback, however, causing him to stop dead in his tracks. Compared to the floor they had been on previously this place looked completely abandoned, like something had happened here to cause it to be abandoned, things were knocked over and there was paper thrown everywhere. Overall the place seemed vacant and unwelcoming and the first thing that came to mind was that this place should be condemned. The lights coming back on didnâ€™t do the place any justice either.<br/><br/>There was a lot of blood everywhere and that same unpleasant odor from the elevator seemed to linger around the lobby as well.<br/><br/>Nick once again felt a sinking feeling in his stomach, which only got worse when Erica pointed out words that had appeared in the elevator. Swallowing mostly to hold himself back from vomiting again he looked behind him and narrowed his eyes. Sure enough there were words there, or rather a single word, clear as day: â€˜Rememberâ€™. He mouthed the word to himself and took a step back, turning away from the elevator altogether and slowly starting to walk through the lobby. There was something about that word that gave him butterflies in his stomach and he knew it wasnâ€™t because of the drugs. He did his best to just brush it off, though, by commenting, â€œSounds like some cheap scare, itâ€™sâ€¦ probably nothing to be too concerned about. Letâ€™sâ€¦ get out of here before the power cuts out again,â€ in hopes of just keeping moving without having to look back.<br/><br/>Freedom was right in front of them so why should they look back. They could get the hell out of here once and for all, right? The more he walked the more the drugs began to wear off, his senses slowly coming back to him, it was subtle at first. His balance and sense of smell were probably among the first â€˜abilitiesâ€™ as they were to return to him ever since Erica, his unknown rescuer, that darling angel sent to him from Heaven to get him out of this place, had first pulled him out of that bed. Soon he then found his voice, and now his sense of awareness was also slowly returning. He felt a little more energetic now than he had and he had to admit vomiting did make him feel a hell of a lot better even if he was sore from whatever injuries he had suffered from that crash.<br/><br/>His leg in particular felt rather stiff. Nick was also aware that underneath the hospital gown he was buck nude and he was around a woman, making him feel rather embarrassed.<br/><br/>â€œI wonder if there would be any clothes lying around,â€ he said quietly in case there were eyes and ears around that werenâ€™t in plain sight, â€œI really donâ€™t want to be wandering around in a hospital gown. We should look for some, though it might not be worth the risk if we come off empty handedâ€¦ What do you think?â€ He looked at her questioningly. This probably was not the time or place but he wanted to try to at least bring something positive, a sense of hope, into this situation. The doors to leave were right there but something told him it was not going to be as simple as walking out.