Shh, Part 18

“Well at least this place has a real bed. Stay comfortable, I'll be back.” Lenn said to Liv. He stepped into the dark hallway to the staccato hoarseness of Liv's muffled coughs. She sounded so miserable. He needed to get his hands on some kind of cough suppressant and some pain killers. If not this apartment, then a different one. Someone around here had to have them. If there were anyone else still around.

He checked the other two doors there at the end of the hallway. With Liv's door closed, the darkness magnified. He tried one door knob in front of him which led to a master bedroom. Crumpled pants on the floor suggested Ruger and Anneke had slept in there. The other door opened to a bathroom. The dark shadow of in the bathroom's mirror caused his skin to crawl. Hesitating only slightly, he tried to pull it open, hoping that a medicine cabinet lay behind it. No such luck. It didn't move at all. After a quick search of the drawers beneath the sink, he closed everything back up and headed to the front room.