Sang Ning crouched down right in the middle of the corridor leading to the control room, clutching her head with her hands. Her head drooped low, resembling a human-shaped mushroom growing from the floor.
Her squat position directly caused an obstruction, forcing people passing by to detour around her.
Worried that she might be a hidden lunatic, though everyone felt she was odd, not a single person dared to approach her and ask about her situation; they merely avoided her, whispering and gesturing behind her back.
"Who is this person? Do any of you know her? Is she part of our internal staff?"
"Never seen her before. She seems nuts. Stay away. If she suddenly stands up and attacks us, it'll be trouble."
"Should we call security to handle this?"
"Better not. What if she's just feeling unwell and squatting here to recover?"
