<div align="center"><strong>Amy</strong></div>The Signs of the shrill dream seem gone on the outside, but despite that reasoning Amy can still feel some of the twinges as if they were real. That's when she notices something the pain and panic had blocked out before, there are footsteps coming from outside. She hears them shuffle, sounding like someone just stopped a cart. The door unseals then, a hiss resounding from the cracks before it's slowly pushed open.<strong>"Hello, dear? Are you okay, I heard a scream?"</strong>A voice from the door speaks, and in walks a nurse who carries a tray of food in her hand.<br/><br/>Amy can smell the food from her bed, and the nurse tries to comfort her with a soft smile.<strong>"Got you some breakfast for this morning. You can also head around and into the common room if you'd like. It's not far from here, and it might make you feel better to get out and about a little."</strong>Her voice is softer with these words, and by the time they are finished she's made it to the table and sat down the tray. The lights of the room flicker on then, florescent bulbs hissing just a bit as they come to life overhead. The nurse just sighs at it, looking up to Amy with a tilt of her head.<br/><br/><strong>Guess they were late with it. You'd think they would have a daily routine down by now."</strong>She says with another light smile, though her eyes don't match it as much this time.