Exhausted, you let go your hold and drop to the ground. You wait for him to wander off again before daring to look up, taking the time to check your injuries and piece together your fractured nerves.
Wait. A. Minute.
You're not in the exam hall anymore. In your panic, you didn't bother looking where the man was heading. Seems that he was heading out.
You look about. Other than the departing form of your torturer and ride, there are no people. You're alone, in a vast room. Granted, it's not as big as the exam hall, but it's pretty stonking large none the less. In fact, now that you think about it, it's more of a corridor.
Where should you go? You could head off in the same general direction as the man, or you could investigate one of the mammoth doors that lines the hallway.
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