I walk through the hallways. Breathing heavily. ‘_Is my magic good enough?’ _I said to myself. I heard coughs, sneezes, and groans. I checked my paper. My first room was 106. Opening the door, I saw a woman. She looked pale. A nurse was in there with her. ‘Dr. Glassron?’ she asked me. ‘Yes, that’s me.’ I answered. I took my blue mist covered her body. She levitated, floated back down on the bad, s...