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"Quickly!" The woman shouted.

"It's my leg." Orphic said with a grunt. "And the furoo he's heavy." Orphic assumed he was shouting, the ringing in his ear was still there but he felt as though his head was starting to clear.

The whit hallway began to curve to the right slightly, and then after a few paces it began to curve to the left in a wide arc. Red doorways began to appear in the white walls as soon as they passed the ninety degree mark of the curve. The doors were pained in the same deep red colour as the ceiling. Their surfaces were carved with intricate depictions of different flowers, each door being devoted to a different variety. The door knobs on each door were made of polished silver, with the face of that doors flower etching into the knob's face.

"I have to stop." Orphic stopped and began to place the boy on the floor. His arm muscles were so fatigued that he almost dropped the boy. Instead he awkwardly dropped the boy's legs to the floor before falling back against the white wall.

"We can't stop. Look at the smoke!" The woman had walked back to where Orphic and the boy were.

Orphic looked into the air and he could see the black smoke filling the air. It's colour a sharp contrast to the white of the walls and floor.

"It's not much further please. Please get up. I know a way out." There was another loud explosion and the temple rocked for a third time. "Please, we can't stay here."

Orphic came to his knees and used the walls to steady himself as he pushed his way to his feet. "What's happening?" Oprhic asked. "I don't have a clue what the fuck is going on anymore."