Another fragging hallway, this one running left-right. That’s what I guess from the ambiance and the echoes, at least. My bowels feel like they’re filled with ice water, and my skin’s prickling so hard it feels like I’m wearing a fragging Velcro undershirt. I still can’t see, but to anyone with thermographic vision, I’m one big glowing target. Frag if I can remember if that includes elves, but if it does, not much I can do about it right now.