It was a snowy day, around 8am. You were at work as usual, working as a receptionist at the city's hospital. The day was chaotic as usual, doctors running up and down, nurses calling, people entering and leaving. The usual.

You were sat in the reception, a mug of coffee by your side and various papers around you. That was when a man aproached you, he had a friendly stare on his face and a check up marked with a oftamologist for now.