It was a normal, so i thought, day. I just got back from lunch and was getting ready to go in my office when i heard a desperate cry for help. Right away i knew it was Amber's voice. Out of all my years of working with her, i had never heard her so scared before. She was crying and asking for Deborah. I knew that i was the only one still at work so i rushed down the hall to see what was wrong. I ran into the room asking, " Amber, what's wrong?". As soon as i uttered my last word i noticed something was different. All of a sudden i spun around and my cheeks turned a bright red. I figured out what was different...she was naked. While turned around i could hear her crying and asking for Deborah still. I asked what was wrong and she said that she needed Deborah to take her to the hospital. What was i going to do? I told her to stay calm and that i would call Deborah if i knew the phone number. Ironically, i had marked out the phone number the week before because i never used it...stupid me. I quickly ran back to my office and looked around for the phone number. I couldn't find it. I rushed back down to Amber and turned around before walking in. She came up to me ( dressed this time thankfully ) and said she couldn't find the number in the phone book either. I asked her one last time if i could drive her. I even said that i wouldn't go into the hospital room with her if she didn't want me to. Finally with a quick nod and a sobbing thank you, we walked out of the building, got in my car and drove away.