It was the strangest thing.
The way it went so seamlessly like we really were just walking through a normal doorway. There wasn't even the slightest feeling of vertigo, no sensation of disorientation to wobble my legs and mind unsteady.
Yeah, the transition from the inside to the outside was surprisingly smooth… well, it'd probably be a lot more smoother hadn't there been the continuous twinge of pain shooting upwards with every left step taken. Luckily Ash stood by my side, always at the ready to offer a helping shoulder to lean on.
We hobbled and limp, doing away with the clack of concrete from within and instead, meeting with the crunch of gravel from the out. It took a few more distancing steps before a precise understanding of our exact whereabouts could be discerned.
"We're out front again," spoke the displeasure in Irene's voice from up ahead. "Back to where we started."
