The hospital is still very much open for business. Patients or families of patients head in through the main entrance, and the more urgent emergency cases arrive on the roof by shuttlecraft, possibly victims from the wreck that is the north side of the city. So Hunter will have little trouble entering with the other visitors, without being immediately stopped.
Inside, the hospital is shining and clean, almost painfully white, and there is a desk not far from the main entrance, staffed by several personnel in futuristic white uniforms, their Starfleet chest insignia altered slightly to prominently display the familiar sign of a red cross. A few visitors approach the desk, asking about the locations of loved ones, even their hushed voices somewhat loud in this quieter segment of the hospital, far away from the ER. There's no immediate indication of where to find Jim's room on his own.
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Inside, the hospital is shining and clean, almost painfully white, and there is a desk not far from the main entrance, staffed by several personnel in futuristic white uniforms, their Starfleet chest insignia altered slightly to prominently display the familiar sign of a red cross. A few visitors approach the desk, asking about the locations of loved ones, even their hushed voices somewhat loud in this quieter segment of the hospital, far away from the ER. There's no immediate indication of where to find Jim's room on his own.