Roivas's searched continued but he was helplessly lost. The signs were of no help to him. The people were the same, no help. If only he had some sort of tracking ability!
"I hate hospitals," Jericho mumbled as he ran up a flight of stairs. When he reached the top, he heard a few people around the corner, "I bet it's them..."
He peaked around the corner and examined the dim hallway. This was terrible...Craig could be anywhere in this enormous building! Thankfully he had spotted Hana who was at a door, probably Su's. Just as he was going to go down the hall, another guy appeared behind her.
"What now?" Jericho slinked back around the corner and listened.