vertigo

Grail opened his eyes, feeling a guttural instinct tighten his gut. It compelled him onwards and with one swift motion, he stood, and then swayed, as disorientation took hold of him in the gloom. Faintly, he could see the sides of the passageway that he was in, so he began a slow shuffle forward into the dark.

His hands out in front, he scooted one foot forward at a time, gratefully aware that each step he took into the unknown, was one step closer for him to his freedom.