A new lead

There were beads of sweat on Chelsea's forehead as she looked very exhausted.

"Dad, I can't hold up much longer. I am exhausted." She complained.

"You ate, didn't you?" Chief Reynolds questioned.

"This isn't about food. My legs are numb. I can barely move. I really don't think Amelia is in this dorm." She replied and Chief Reynolds let out a gentle laughter.

"You suggested this dorm thing, didn't you? Well, we have to finish what we started. We are checking every single room in each block. We still have five more blocks to go, so be more agile and fast, we do not have much time." He stated as he climbed up the stairs, while Chelsea could barely even lift up her legs to climb.

"Each block contains two hundred rooms and ten floors. It's so hard." Chelsea complained.

"Life isn't simple either." Chief Reynolds remarked.

"Dad, why don't we just use the elevator? It is faster and less stressful." She suggested.

"I knew there was an elevator before I said we use the stairs, only lazy people