| He shook his head to clear his mind.
He then reached out with his right hand to touch the wall.
Its cool texture gave him his first solid sensation since the flashlight broke.
He walked forward in a shuffling manner, with his fingertips sliding on the wall.
Then the solid whack his now sore toes felt made him stop instantly, there was a
wall in front of him! He didn't remember that wall being there? Had he gotten
turned around in the search for the flashlight?
He put his right hand on the wall in front of him, turning 90 degrees to his left
and walked slowly forward until he felt another wall. He repeated the procedure,
then again after the next wall. He thought, impatiently, "this way was going to take
him forever." His options came to him: he could wait until someone else came in, or
just start yelling hoping that someone would hear him. No, he could never live the
latter down, and the years of living in fast paced city left him with an impatient
streak. His mind, which had been running at a furious pace, stopped, and he was
left wondering what would come next.
"It could be worse", he thought, he could be in the Labyrinth of Crete with the
mythic Minotaur after him. But this was no labyrinth, it was a fort designed for
people to move around quickly with redundant passageways in case partial destruction
in an attack. He thought of the soldiers running through here in all those drills,
armed with their rifles. Then the labyrinth, soldiers, and rifles, combined in a
single memory. When he used to waste his time playing Doom, there were often dark
labyrinths, he used to find his way by shooting his gun! It had provided enough
light to see where he was going. He didn't have a gun, but he did have something
else that he could shoot with, his digital camera! And it had a flash! He could
shoot a picture then review it with the playback feature to see where he needed to go!
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