Faster and faster the two of them ran through the winding hallways of the hospital. There were a few parts of the strange hallway that didnâ€™t even seem to be part of the hospital itself; a feeling of a different reality was present though no one really could say for sure. The only thing that was constant would be the ever present stench of blood and the bodies that lined the halls. By definition, this place could very easily be considered a hell of some sort but exactly whose hell this was, now that was an entirely different story. That, of course, could have easily been established when the two of them had first woken up in those white rooms. Why they were here, what was this place, who had brought them here, were all questions that had flooded their minds since the beginning. Perhaps they were on the verge of discovering some answers.<br/><br/>Nick was not really sure where his feet were taking him. He had no control of his movements right now, and he almost felt bad that he was practically dragging Erica along with him. It was a relief once they stopped. When he was in full control of his body again it felt like someone had whacked him over the head with an iron pipe. Leaning against the wall he took a moment to catch his breath, feeling exhausted after running for what felt like an eternity. Pain seemed to soak into his side which caused great discomfort, he winced and groaned softly. His legs felt shaky but at least he was alright. Briefly, he looked at Erica and wondered if she was alright from that little adventure through hell. She looked just as confused about what the hell just happened as he was, and he didnâ€™t blame her either.<br/><br/>Before them was a set of double doors that looked similar to the ones Nick had run through earlier. Had they gone in a circle? Judging by the looks of things somehow that wouldnâ€™t surprise him. This place was like a maze after all.  What was especially strange was the fact that when he looked behind him, he noticed that the hallway seemed to cut off.  It gave him chills, but decided to ignore it and focus on the doors in front of him.<br/><br/>â€œShould we go through?â€ It might have been an odd question considering their situation. Beyond that door, he had a feeling they would find answers. Or so he hoped anyway, it still felt a little early to be just handed answers. Either way there was definitely something beyond that door and it was calling him, just begging him to discover it. He also knew that whatever was beyond that door was not something either of them wanted to see, and it might be something that changed them. It was just a feeling he had deep in his gut, it was probably going to be a lot worse than what he had seen in that other room. Or, of course, he might just eat his shoe. For a moment he kind of hoped that they went in circles. Without waiting for an answer he reached for the door and lightly pushed it open.<br/><br/>Looking over a shoulder at Erica again he took in a deep breath, finally daring to enter the room.