Delilah's eyes took in everything. After the nightmare she had, she was glancing at everything. Oddly enough, everything still felt off. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but it was a feeling. She pushed it to the back of if he mind though, feeling as though she were being ridiculous, and tried to remain relaxed. 

As ion as they entered the elevator, Delilah watched which buttons the nurse pressed, and to which floor they were going to. She watched the elevator doors close, shifting in her seat anxiously. Small spaces. She hated them. It was at this point, the lights began to flicker. Delilah looked up, her brow wrinkling in fear. And then, that God awful ringing sound started. Delilah clenced her eyes shut and covered her ears as quick as she could. Again, her attempts at keeping the noise out of if her head were useless. It just continued to screech and ring, Delilah crying out, begging it to stop. 

When it finally did, the lights stopped flickering, and Delilah slowly uncovered her ears. She felt tears burn her eyes as she opened them, fear racing through her body. Whipping around as much as she could to see if the nurse was still there, she whimpered. She wasn't. When she turned back around, the elevator doors were gone. Her jaw dropped a bit, and she inhaled a skow, deep breath, holding it. Something was going to happen. Something was going to pop out or show up like it had last time. This was no dream. It was happening again. It wasn't a dream. What the hell was going on?!

Delilah released the breath she had been holding, and slowly pushed herself out of the chair.