Connie had half walked, half felt her way to the end of the darkly-lit corridor only to nearly go face first into a wall. She looked and saw a small entrance to what looked like a dark tunnel.<br/><br/>"Really?" Connie said aloud, wondering if there was any other way but resigned herself to fitting into the small opening. She had to crouch down a bit so her head didn't hit the top of the tunnel and her hands pressed against the side as she reminded herself she would have to wash and sanitize her hands after having to touch the sides of the tunnel for balance.<br/><br/>Connie began to walk down the tunnel, following the small, very dim, yellowish-orange lights inside the covered recesses on the sides of the tunnel.