With a sense of nervousness that couldn't hide his excitement, the prisoner started to sprint along the route he remembered, his pace getting faster and faster as if he was releasing a long-suppressed yearning in his run.
The corridor lights stretched his shadow behind him, each step breaking the silence.
Joy at the prospect of freedom interlaced with fear of the unknown filled his heart, but there was an even more intense impulse to escape the cage and explore the unknown.
It was as if a certain force in the depths was guiding him, sending him dashing towards a predetermined endpoint.
Finally, in the instant he sprinted through a great door.
The ground beneath his feet turned into an abyss.
The prisoner didn't have time to react before he plunged downward violently.
Without time to wonder why there was a cliff.
Pain shattered through his body in an instant, plunging his vision into darkness.
In the next moment.