The next corridor, with a hum, warped, leads to the same crazy mirage. A sudden weakness in the legs, which have begun to die and stiffen, knocks the body to the ground like a bowling pin. Simon takes the stagnant air deeper into his lungs, which immediately locked him in the larynx with a relentless onslaught of pain. He stared with wet eyes to the figure of a person he knows. The dim light flickered with as the noise played in his ears. "Sophie?"