Getting Out?

How else was she going to get out? Pravallika thought as she looked in every possible direction for a clue to an exit from this room. She observed the floor carefully but it was even scarier than the walls. The less said about it, the better it was for her. She had to find another way. Unable to think of anything she looked up and found an amazing sight. There was a beautifully carved ceiling that enchanted her. The depiction of nature was so vivid, carved with such exquisite taste and precision, she could not help herself feel proud of the glorious heritage she had inherited. The architecture spoke of a skill that was highly advanced and other world level in its perfection and detail.