There was always silence between them. Even though he was always in a rotten mood, he had his happy moments. But those moments were never with her, He was sitting in the patient's room, while she was attending to his injuries that he got from his stunt shoots.
But she had always taken the easy way. So if it gets ever awkward, she starts out spouting her day and the gossip she heard that day. But her brother would just awkwardly nod along as if he did listen, which he did. Not because he wanted to.
"-So, yeah. It was totally crazy how he made us go through all of that. So, that was my day. How was yours?"
"Good," he said, nodding along as he scrolls through his phone and watching videos .
"Did you hear about the news today? I heard-"
"Are you almost done?" He blatantly asked with a smug face waiting for her to stop talking.
"There. I'm done" She said, smiling her face tightly.
"Good. Can I go home now?" he asked with that face again.
"Yeah, sure. Can you wait a moment?" She smiles even harder, the sound of her voice barely coming out of her tightened jaw.
She turns around and slides the door shut.
"God, that prick. Can't he talk to me or even listen?" She whispers harshly to herself as she walks through the hallway, her hands motioning in the air.
As she turns a corner, she stops at the receptionist desk.
Two other men were behind doing their work, while the receptionist was getting a patient in.
As soon as the receptionist was done, she turned her body. Both of them closed in, to talk.
"So, your brother" She says salaciously.
"Oh god, not you too."
"Your brother, the obnoxious smartass was hot this whole time and you didn't bother to ask me, your hot single friend, to go out with him."
"Well, that would be deemed as inappropriate language in a workplace to call my brother hot and besides even if you did go out with him, he would throw you out the moment he's done with you"
"Oh please. I know my worth, guys like him, to no offense your brother is ass, but the sex would be animalistic" she says emphasizing on the last word.
"Shhh," she says. The other nurses' eyebrows raised towards their direction.
"I told you about the inappropriate language. If Dr. Kumamoto comes back and hears this, he will surely fire you and I'll get penalized for associating myself with you"
"Jesus. Fine. Calm down. So, can you get me his number?"
"If you promise to stop talking like this at work, I'll ask him for his phone number"
"Aw, Thanks."
"Make sure not to make any noises when I'm home"
The receptionist's eyes widened.
"Wait before you go. I have to tell you something."
"What?"
"Remember, when Ema told you about a ghost haunting in this hospital.
"Yeah, so."
"I found out that there were tons of lobotomies and brain experiments on patients here in 1950s, and I heard one night that one of our resident patients had seen something pretty interesting just the other night"
"What!? Stop talking. No, you're just trying to scare me again. You and Ema are trying to concoct something. Now, stop fooling around. I'm the hospital administrator for the day, so you have to listen to me now"
"Ugh..Fine, but you better get me that phone number"
"Yeah, Yeah"
As she quickly tries to take a turn back to her brother's patient's room. She ends up bumping into someone. Both collided simultaneously, knocking her onto the floor, while the tall dark woman had stood there unshocked by the incident. The woman's eyes weren't on her though, she was observing her surroundings.
The ebony skinned dark woman, tall as a tower, towering over her. Blocking her view of the ceiling light. The light refracted from the woman's black emerald necklace into her eyes, blinding her for a moment.
Her face expressionless at the sight of her.
She laid there shocked by what just happened.
Her eyes eyeing at the woman to help her get up.
The woman still stood there, doing nothing.
So she got up in one quick swoop.
Her face turned from annoyance to a cheering smile.
"Hi, um may I ask what you're doing here?"
"I'm uh" as the woman stopped speaking in mid-sentence
"'I'm uh' is not a proper response. So let me show you out, okay?" she said with a friendly domineering tone.
The tall woman calmly said, "I'm here to see a doctor"
"Okay, well then who is your doctor?"
"I'm not sure. I came here to get treatment for the cuts on my face"
"Well then, I'm sure–" Her voice interrupted by the buzzing in her pocket. She looks down to get her phone.
A text from her brother - "I'm out, Claira"
"He needs to sign out first."
The woman standing there had now been gone.
Where did she go? Claira thought
I'll let the nurses deal with her. I gotta find my brother.
As Claira starts walking down the hallway for 15 minutes now, as she has been weirdly circling around the same hallway now.
Where's the women's locker? I swear, of all the years I've worked here, this has never happened to me. I know that if I turn on that corner, I will see it. But it's not there. Did I not get enough sleep this afternoon? Goddamnit, I knew I shouldn't have taken night shifts here at the hospital.
Her face concentrated on her phone, texting her brother to check out with him first. But all her messages wouldn't be sent. She looks up for a moment and looks back down on her phone. She then slowly looks up again, as she noticed something before. She saw something in the corner of the room.
It was a forehead, it was peeking out of the edges of the hallway walls.
But the forehead was horizontally perfect, it was so odd. What's more strange was that it was nearer to the ceiling than to the floor.
Someone has to be pranking me.
"Melanie! Is that you? I told you not to tell me creepy stuff when we're working late. Halloween was last month, can you stop now?" She stepped back echoing a noise into the hallway and moved her body to her right to see more clearly of the forehead?
The forehead had suddenly now showed eyebrows, what was more strange is that it lowered itself down.
She stepped back even further, as she stepped back, her face in agony. Overwhelming fear started to shake her body.
its slow descent into the floor, and as each step she took back, an inch would show more of its face, and once Claira started to see its face, she screamed.
She turned her back and screamed again, only this time she was frightened when her hand was grabbed by the mysterious woman.
"Run"