He walked all the way back. Somehow it seemed longer than before. The rain was still pouring outside as if it was enraged with something. Thunder and lightning strikes colored the whole world white for a split second, and broke the silence with a monstrous roar echoing along the way. Then, he noticed a piece of paper on the ground. He checked his pockets looking for the one he picked before, but it was of no use. He tought to himself he must’ve dropped it. When he grabbed the paper again, his breathing stopped. There it was on the ground, the same arrow. Only this time it was pointing the wrong way. He calmly unfolded the piece of paper. “ The way the arrow pointed was blocked, I have to go the way I did not intended to. I hope it’s ok with you?"

- What in the name of the maker…? - Gabrath mumbled. Then fear suddenly hit him, someone else was there. But how could’ve them read the message. And how did they go past him unnoticed. Someone was following him. Or maybe the message wasn’t for him, but for someone else. He walked towards the arrow, always looking around him and jumping at almost any sounds. He lost count of how many times he got scared by the lightning. As he kept going, the rain finally started to settle down, the sun finally rose on the horizon. But something was off, all of that happened pretty fast. ” Must be something with that drink.“, he thought to himself, ” Little shit made me lose track of the time. A side effect maybe?“ Silence was now the ruler of that hallway, only his footsteps and breathing dared to defy it. He walked for what it seemed like and hour, until he finally reached a door. It was just standing there, in the middle of the hallway. No walls around it, nothing. He kept staring at it, he couldn’t even fathom to think of an explanation.

- Bah, what the fuck… - he said as he turned the door handle. Everyone on the other side stared at hi, until someone finally said:

- Son of a bitch finally made it back! Jesus, how long has it been? - said the man in the white coat.

- Twelve minutes sir. - said a woman in a white coat, she was writing something on a piece of paper.

- What the… What is…? - words never came out.

- Check his pockets, see what he found. And take a sample from that red thing on his hands, god knows what the hell that is. - the man said to the crew. Gabrath was in a hotel hallway, dozens of what seemed to be scientists and police officers were there.

- Gabe, do you know who I am?

- I…. What? - he felt his vision blurring out. He couldn’t handle whatever was happening there.

- The boy’s lost it. Take him back to his cell. Boys, listen up! Well take it from here. - screamed the man again. He got closer to the woman - Tell them to take the door to the lab, make them forget this ever happened.

- On it boss. - she said with excitement

- Oi, boy. You got a lot to tell us. A lot. - the man said to Gabrath. He stood there, staring at the nothingness. After a few seconds, he passed out. … … … …

He woke up to the sound of the thunder. He was still half asleep when he noticed he was in a dark hallway.