Hallway

The hallway was dimly lit. He had to wince to see his watch. 9:36. He has been told to come at 9:00. Patients had never been his strong point. He hadn’t once heard a sound from behind the door at the end of the hallway. Not a peep. Whoever was in there taking up his time was in for it when they came out. He checked again. 9:40. Why was it taking so long? He hadn’t come early enough to see who had the appointment before his.
The door knob jiggled. He positioned himself in the middle of the hallway, wanting a good look at who was about to exit. But the door didn’t open, there was silence again. Suddenly someone burst from the room. She stopped short in front of him. She was very pale with dark circles under her eyes, as if she hadn’t slept in days. Vampire, he thought. Her hair wasn’t black though, it was golden, wavy and nearly to her waist. He also noticed that the only skin she had showing were her hands and face. She fidgeted, the turtle neck and jeans she wore seemed to make her feel uncomfortable.
She looked away from him, taking a half step to the side. Not quite enough room to get by. “Out of my way, bloodsucker.” He hissed as he slammed into her shoulder. With a small gasp she fell to the floor, brushed out of the way like a piece of lint. He looked down at her and smiled slightly, pleased with himself. As he strode forward toward the door, she reached out and grabbed his hand. Then everything went black.
When he opened his eyes he was laying flat on his back. As quickly as he could, he jumped off the bed and scoped the room for life. She was sitting the armchair with her knees pulled to her chest. “You shouldn’t be so rude, Shadowhunter.” It had been the first time he had ever heard her speak. Her voice was flat. “Where have to taken me?” His fists were clenched. “I didn’t take you anywhere. This is where you took us. So, you tell me where we are.” Her words didn’t make sense to him. He stepped toward her, which is when he noticed he she was no longer in her turtle neck and jeans. Now she had on shorts and a blue tank top. He looked around and took in the room. “But how did you bring me here, this was my room when I was a child.” She put her legs down and stood up. “I told you, I did not bring you here, you did. And it isn’t your room, it is your mind. You must have brought us here because you find it safe.” She was beginning to become annoyed with him. “My…mind?” He was shaking his head now as he stepped back from her.