I was alone. Probably there were cameras following my every move, but at least I had some advantage. Then again, I was in serious disfavor. I was bruised to the point where not even a fictional time machine could have pointed out my original appearance. However, I needed to pull myself together.
I was tied with a double constrictor knot. Fortunately, I knew how to untie it, given that I had a peculiar satisfaction to prank my overly stupid colleagues in childhood. In a matter of seconds alright, it may have been an entire minute- I succeeded.
I stood up and almost subsided due to the exaggerated use of a knife. I somehow managed to balance myself and left the room. Those corridors were bloody and made of Labyrinths. I turned a few times, each turn earning muffled groans until I reached a new door.
