The Sickness

Date: 8/8/2019

I'm in a large, modern building with two stories. There are glass barriers on the lofty floors overlooking the ground floor that curve like the sea. It's like a mall without commerce. Here, I have to treat a Queen's sickness which shouldn't last long, but the Queen refuses to help herself by drinking water or even caring that she's not well. I'm with a large group of other people who are mostly younger than me. Not kids, but adults maybe five years short of me. There's a point where we're waiting on something to happen so we can move from one room to another. We gather near the door.