Ask the worker what was going on

Leanne was stood dumbstruck for a moment as she contemplated the possible explanations. None of which were all that desirable. She looked again at the worker as she disappeared down the corridor. "Hey!" yelled Leanne suddenly before hurriedly chasing after her.

The older woman stopped and turned to face Leanne. She looked a little confused as the girl charged towards her urgently before stopping to catch her breath. "What is it, dear?" she asked concerned.

"What the heck is going on round here?!" cried Leanne frantically.

"What... What do you mean?" replied the worker nervously.

"I mean..." continued Leanne between deep breaths. "That everything seems a little odd round here."

"Why? What happened?" asked the older woman a little concerned by Leanne's demeanour. "What did you do in Mr. Stephenson's room?"

Leanne looked up at the friendly smiling face of the older woman. She wasn't sure if she wanted to confess what she'd just done with the old man, but at the same time she wanted to know if she'd just been fucked by a ghost. How would she even begin to start explaining she'd fucked an old man who died a week ago. And then there was the situation with John too. However, before she could say anything more another woman dressed in a nurse's outfit appeared. The nurse had a curious look on her face as she eyed Leanne up and down. It wasn't exactly the kind of Halloween outfit Leanne would choose to wear, so she assumed the woman actually worked there.

"Oh. Hi, Rachel." began the worker. "Have you met Leanne? She's here to help the residents."

"I see..." responded the nurse thoughtfully. Leanne didn't like the way she was checking her out, something about the woman's stare made her think it wasn't a professional review. She was younger than the other worker but still older than Leanne. Probably in her 40's, with long, dark hair tied up into a sensible ponytail. There was an uncomfortably long silence while the two weighed each other up before the worker spoke again.

"Leanne's looking for someone to help," she explained. "I thought she could come with me to..."

"I can take care of her." interrupted the nurse, her face breaking into a smile for the first time. "Then I can show you how to give the residents some... help." The wink at the end seemed unnecessary and Leanne started to become a little worried. The nurse was up to something and she was going to try and get Leanne involved.

"That would be great!" smiled the older woman. "I actually have quite a lot to finish this afternoon." She turned to Leanne. "You'll be in safe hands with Rachel. She is the nurse after all."

As the worker trundled off to complete her work Rachel stood higher on her toes and stared quite openly down Leanne's cleavage. Was she actually interested in her like that? Maybe this was all in Leanne's imagination. She had to admit there was a deviousness to the nurse's grin that piqued her interest.

"Well, shall we go find you someone to... assist?"

Leanne had some reservations about the nurse. There was something just a little off about her behaviour and it was making her uncomfortable. But who knows, it could be fun to see where it went. It couldn't be any worse than what she'd been through so far, could it?