A man in a blue uniform was typing at a computer.

“Marcus,” Denise said, walking right up to the tall wooden counter.

“I need a full visitor restriction on room 312.”

Marcus quit typing and drew a thick black logbook out from under the desk.

“Who’s the patient?” Marcus asked.

“Emma,” I said.

“Her name’s Emma.”

“We need the names of the people being restricted,” Denise said.