Soft footsteps and whispering could be heard but the sounds were too low for Damon to understand the words. The door opened and the old woman's voice said, "Go in then." She sounded scared.
"I-I can't," a male voice said, he sounded even more scared. "You said vampires are in there. Why did you let them in the inn in the first place?"
"Shush, it's too late to ask questions now."
"Don't push me," he cried as he tumbled forward. He grabbed onto the wall to avoid rolling down the stairs.
Damon stood to his feet and walked closer. He stood at the foot of the stairs and looked up. He frowned, if this was the physician he was very young.
"Are you the physician?" He asked immediately.
"No, I am not a…"
"Shush!" The old woman yelled. "He is, he just says that to avoid working in the Lord's house but he is the one we all go to treat whatever problems and his treatment have never failed us. You can ask around." She said with a nasty smile.
