“Time to move,” he said with a shaking in his voice.
He searched through the main corridor for a spot that would feel safe enough to wait out the storm. He focuses on a spot on the floor, and noticed a hatch. He opened it, releasing a strong current of air. It was fresh. After the smoke from the air lifted, he saw a small tunnel that lead to another hatch underground.
Closing the hatch, he began to descend down to the next compartment. He moved slowly, trying not to draw any attention from the creature he had just encountered.
As he opened the hatch, his eyes widened. He found himself in a bright white, pentagon shaped corridor. With 5 doors. Each had a number on them.
“E1, E2, E3, E4, E5 , ” he whispered. He thought nothing of the numbers. And when he hadn’t heard anything to indicate that the creature had found him, or was nearby, and decided to rest. He sat down, closed his eyes, and slept.
As he drifted off into his slumber, his eyes suddenly open. “That noise,” he thought. Drip…drip…drip. He rose to his feet. Then, again, drip…drip…drip.
From the hatch door above, he could hear the slow drip. “It found me!” he thought with horror. “Where do I go? Think. Think! Just pick a door dammit.”