Motion

"Doctor! I think the Queen is moving!" A nurse shouted, barging into Doctor Bart's office, gasping and sweating

Dr.Bart sprang to his feet, the instant he heard the news and raced with the nurse to the ward where Amelia lay. The beeping sound of the monitor indicated that she was awake, but Amelia lay motionless on the bed.

"Can you hear me Amelia?" The doctor asked, touching her hand; it was still cold, and her pulse was weak. But it was a bit better than when she just arrived

"If you can hear me, move your hands." He said and observed for any movement. Doctor Bart shifted his gaze to the ray of sunlight filtering into the room, it was shining close to Amelia's bed.

"Move those curtains." He instructed and Nurse Julia obeyed.

Just then, the door opened, and another nurse walked in, interrupting Dr. Bart's concentration. Dr. Bart contorted his face into a frown as he looked at the intruder. "Give me a good reason why you are here."

Nurse Grace wore a sheepish expression, and bowe