Bradley, who wasn't yet used to the maze of corridors inside Bloodhood's cavern, was lost for the umpteenth time. The man was looking for his way when he saw for the first time in over an hour a familiar face. He strode over to Greg, who raised an eyebrow in amusement as he saw the greyish-haired man acting as if he were some savior.
Bradley gripped the doctor's shoulders and squeezed them gently before heaving a sigh of relief.
"I've been wandering around in these corridors for an hour, I thought I was never going to see the end of it."
"Why didn't you ask someone?"
"I did but they are always saying the same 'take this or that corridor'! Do you know how many corridors there are in this place? It's confusing as hell!"
"Where were you trying to go?" Greg asked after a short chuckle as he started walking again and the man followed him.
