For a long time, Dany wanders the lower hallways of what must be the Ministry of Disease Control.
Her right hand trails the wall, and her fingers seek doorways. She tries room after room, looking for the set of stairs she knows has to exist. Finally, she stumbles on a cell phone and uses it as a flashlight. With her eyes, the phone’s dim light is more than enough for her to see clearly. And soon, she finds her way out.
