You examine your body to determine how capable you are of physical
activity. Judging from your multiple bruises, gridwork of cuts, and
possibly dislocated arm...not much. Strangely enough, there are no
windows in the room. The dark doorway looks rather intimidating, but
you decide you have nothing to lose. You stand slowly, letting your
back get used to the pressure before slowly making your way to the
other side of the room. When you reach the doorway you cautiously
lean out, glancing along the inky hallway. It appears as if the door
to the room was violently torn away and you feel uneasy as you step
into the hallway.