It was a cold wet evening as usual for this time of year in the northern city of Seattle. When they arrived at the facility shortly after 5:30pm, the sun had been down for almost an hour; it felt like nighttime. Sally parked in the underground lot and the two made their way into the modest but pleasant lobby of the sleep center in the basement level of the hospital. It was a cheery space decorated with lightly colored furniture and fleshy plants – lit with natural looking florescent lights. It almost seemed as though they were outside in the light of day. An unspoken surprise to the pair was how full the waiting room appeared; almost a dozen other people were present conceivably for the same testing as Jordan.