Chapter 101: 100- Ryan The Monkey

He nodded his head – as if he decided to do something. He sneaked through the bushes toward the back of the main building – a three storied building. He peeped through the glass windows of the ground floor. It seemed like a general ward. Then top two floors are special wards with special rooms: he concluded. There was no one in the ground floor. He put the right foot on the window pane and gripped the railings by his hands and stood on the window pane. Then he caught the window ceiling's edge and clung on it for a moment; then he pulled himself up in minutes. Standing on top of the window ceiling he could peep into the room on the first floor. But no one was there. Meant for individual patients. Probably the manager rank employees. The ground floor is for labourers: thought he. A foot away there was another window ceiling. He jumped on the next ceiling and peeped into the room. There were a total of dozen window ceilings. He jumped upon each to peep into the room. He was jumping lightly so as to avoid making any noise. But on the last ceiling he slipped a bit and almost fell on the ground; but he balanced himself. Took a moment, and then climbed over the next storey's last window ceiling. He repeated the same process of jumping; but this time a bit cautiously. Lest he would slip – he would have to be admitted here as a patient. When he jumped onto the sixth window ceiling and peeped into the room's semi-darkness, he was already exhausted. But there he could hear the sound of an electrical fan's spinning in the next room. Then someone is there. I have to be very careful: he did not jump in a hurry this time. Jumping will make noise – unnecessary attention. Rather he stretched his tall leg and grabbed the railings of the next window. Then quietly stood on the seventh window ceiling. This room was dimly lit; but when his eyes adjusted to the dim light, he could see a beautiful girl was sitting on a chair next to a bed with her head bowed. On the bed was lying an unconscious boy covered with a white sheet. Oh, here is the boy then. To hide him the authority has made the main building out of bound: he thought. Then the boy must be a close relative of the medical owner or the manager.