You look around, making sure no one heard the sound you made. Seems the coast is clear, so inside the vent you go.
The vent is rather small and it's somewhat of a tight squeeze for you, skinny as you may be. You have no idea where it's taking you; all you know is the end of the vent will probably take you somewhere better than the cold floor your woke up on.
So many questions were running through your brain. Where were you? How did you get here? Why were you in this strange place? And why were you only wearing your underwear? You figured those questions wouldn't matter once you had just gotten out of this place. You hoped the vent would lead to a rooftop or somewhere outside at the very least. So long as you could get out of here and back home, nothing else really mattered.
Before you could let your brain wander any further, you heard some talking from below. You couldn't quite make it out, but up ahead saw a small grate, where the sound seemed to be coming from. As you crawled towards it, you stopped as you noticed a fork in the vent's path. You could either go left and continue on through the vent, or let your curiosity get the better of you and have a listen through the grate to see if some of your questions could get answered.
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