The Visitor

Paul McGuire pushed through the heavy glazed door of the surgical block and scanned the walls for a sign which would direct him to Ward 21. The Royal Infirmary was a real rabbit warren and took some navigating especially if you were new to it as he was. A white sign stated that Ward 21 was on the second floor and he headed up the worn, grey stairs. As he climbed the stairs he tried hard to keep the feeling of panic he had felt since the phone call subdued but it wasn’t easy...