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Pierce.
        “I sure did.”
         “Do you need to give us a blessing or something?”
         “You watch too many movies, officer. She might just be trying to freak us out.”
         “Well, she’s off to a good start.”
         We climbed a few more steps and up the next few flights, with no problem. When we got to the fifth floor, I realized I needed to start doing more cardio. As we pushed the door open, someone screamed. It was coming from the other end of the hall. I shined my light in that direction, and there was a nurse standing about twenty feet away.
         “Everything okay ma’am?” I asked.
         “Who’s there?”
         “I’m a police officer. Officer Roman. You called about a disturbance?”
         “Oh yes.” She walked over to us. “You scared the crap out of me when the door opened. You got here fast.”
         “I was already on the third floor. I brought the girl in earlier. She escaped from the psychiatric unit,” I explained.
         “That’s crazy. She’s here somewhere. She attacked Maggie, but she’s okay. Knocked her to the ground. That kid is strong.”
         “Tell me about it,” I said, as I rubbed my eye where she’d punched me earlier. “Any idea where she was last seen?”
         “She ran down this way,” she said, pointing behind her. “I’m not sure where she came from, she just appeared. The lights went off, and she was just there.”
       “Okay, thank you.”
         “Is that Father Pierce with you?” she asked, as she approached us.
         “Yes, it’s me,” he said. “You doing okay Jolene?”
         “I’m fine. What are you doing? And why are you in scrubs?”
         “It’s a long story. Just trying to help Officer Roman out.”
         We turned and continued down the hall before she could answer. So far, Amanda hadn’t harmed any of the patients. Hopefully she wouldn’t hurt any of the kids. We walked through the dark hall, shining the light across each doorway. The door to one of the rooms was cracked part way open. I slowly eased the door open, and saw a little girl standing inside. She couldn’t have been more than seven or eight years old, and she was staring up at me with a dead gaze. Either she was sleepwalking or was heavily medicated, or god knows what else. Father Pierce knelt down beside her.
         “You okay sweetie?” he asked. She never took her eyes off me, however. “Little girl, I’m the chaplain, Father Pierce. Why aren’t you in bed? Are you okay?”
         “You’re going to die tonight,” she said, still staring at me. “He knows what you did. He’s gonna get you.”
     

Chapter 8
     
    12:50 p.m.    
         Father Pierce turned and looked at me, in disbelief.
         “What’s she talking about? He knows what you did. What did you do?” he asked.
         I had no idea how this girl or Amanda knew anything about me, but it had become disturbing. My past had nothing to do with the current situation. I needed to keep the focus off me, and on finding the girl, and getting her under control. This craziness had gone on long enough.
        “I have no idea what she’s talking about,” I answered. “I doubt she does either.”
         “Come on honey,” Father Pierce said to the girl. “Let’s get you back in bed.” He took her by the hand and walked her back to the bed, where she climbed in. Once she was in bed, he approached me.
         “You still think I watch too many movies?” I questioned.
         “Perhaps,” he said, as he started walking away.
         I bit my lip, as I followed behind him. What the girl said had obviously unsettled him. Nothing I could do about it now. I wasn’t sure why it was even bothering me. There was no need to worry, because there was nothing for him to find out. I shined the light along the ceiling and other parts of the hallway. On the other side of the hall, there was another