Will
I could barely contain myself. I wanted so badly to tell Lindsey about Alysha's secret room, but I was able to keep my mouth shut.
"I should probably go check back with Alysha," I said. "And maybe the captain, too. A bookcase fell on her." Lindsey's eyes bugged out, and she followed me to the hospital, where a doctor explained that Alysha was being checked for a concussion.
I told Lindsey I'd pick her up later for dinner, and then went back to my room. What was I supposed to wear? I put on a nice shirt and khaki pants, but then started wondering if I should add a tie, or something like that. I looked through the clothes I had packed, and realized that I didn't have any ties anyway.
I eventually just stuffed my officer's uniform into a bag, figuring I could change into that if it was supposed to be a formal dinner. I stood out on my balcony, wondering when the doctors would let Alysha go. I had left a lot of the planning up to her, and I didn't want that bookcase to ruin everything.
Then I heard a knock at my door. Outside was Alysha, a bandage running across her forehead.
"Hey, Alysha," I said. "How's the head?"
