The rhythmic beeps of the heart monitor echo through the empty ward, matching the pace of his heart as he sneaks into the dimly lit room. His hospital gown does little to hide his excitement, the thin fabric tenting as he begins to touch himself. The cool air against his skin, the stark white walls, the knowledge that he could be caught at any moment - it all fuels his desire. He bites his lip, his hand moving faster, the pleasure building as he edges closer to release.