We couldn't get out.
We were trapped and everyone of us knew that.
Crazy, how the place, where everything should have been over, declared itself as the one and only place to be.
"This stupid virus.", my coworker, an old nurse said right next to me, while she looked out of the window.
I lifted my head to join her.
Snow was falling down.
"Have we really been here for so long?"
On my left side sat my chef.
He looked nothing like the nurse.
She was relaxed, calm and not even the worst therapist could have said, that she looked worried. Even if she didn't smile, atleast I think, that she looked in some sort of way happy.
Just like I mentioned before on the other side was my chef. He didn't sat upright like the nurse. Quite the opposite was the reality. He looked so destroyed, unhappy and everyone could...