One sixty three: Hospitalized

Ten minutes had passed and she burnt up like a bread in an oven about to be done. Ivan was starting to grow out of patience while waiting for the doctor but before he could speak, Alfred's phone rang and the tense man immediately answered the call.

“Okay, hold on.” He said before hanging up. “He is outside already.”

“Hurry! Go get him!” Ivan ordered him and Alfred rushed out of the room on command.

Trevor had remained by the door and peaked out of the room, he saw Alfred running as fast as his old legs could allow him.

Seconds later, the man came back rushing in with a man dressed like a doctor carrying a bag of maybe equipment in his hand and they both dashed down the hall as fast as they could and made their way into Ivan's room.

“Uhm.. Vienna.” Trevor called out to her and she grumbled a reply. He didn't care about how she responded though, as long as she did. “What did you say happened to Janet?”

“She was drunk, why?” She angrily questioned him as she remained seated on the bed