05-08-2008, 12:22 PM
Vivica ran her hands through her hair nervously, her foot tapping the floor impatiently. A solid, cold feeling had settled in her stomach; a bad omen if there ever was one. Finally she gave over to the panic and got up from the bench, determined on making her way to the medical labs.
The aching in her chest was solid now, pulsating with every heart beat as she walked through the sterile corridors. The smell of medical equipment and anesthetic did nothing but tickle her nose as those big white doors rose up infront of her. She blinked in an almost daze and licked her lips, unsure of whether or not to actually go in.
Finally she shook her head and turned on her heel; if anything was wrong, she'd get a phone call or something. She didn't want to know if she had anything inside of her, but it was important that she did.
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