A woman

I saw the woman who was driving the car. She had shoulder length blonde hair and was wearing a white jacket. She looked out the window at me as I approached.

"You Riley Smith?" she asked. When I nodded, she smiled. "Great, climb in."

I got into the backseat, wanting the little bit of extra space between me and... anyone, right now. She quickly pulled away from the front door of the hospital and started on her way.

There wasn't really any conversation during the trip, and after about 20 minutes, I found myself in front of my apartment.