Staring at the imposing structure she checks the address against the card she is holding. "Hm, this looks like the place."

***One hour earlier***

A man presses the card into her hand with the promise of a interview for a nursing job.

***back to the present***

Walking past the protestor's she lifts the huge doorknocker and lets it fall, listening as the booming sound echos.

Impatiently she taps her foot as she waits on the doorstep.