Take the stairs on your left

Running through a pitched battle doesn't seem wise to you and returning to your cell is just plain stupid, it would make all your efforts wasted. At least with at the guard station you might be able to slip through or bluff your way past. Or if it really is only one person, you might even be able to knock him out. Or it out...

Creeping slowly up the steps, you very carefully turn the doorknob to the guard station, opening it up just a crack.

Peering through the slit made in the door, you can see quite a wide part the guard station. The lights there are dim with only a single candle illuminating the room. Most of the room is stripped bare, with weapon racks picked clean and some of the chairs are turned over, like the guards were in a rush to respond. There is another door on the other side of the room, and judging from the sounds and the light streaming from it, that door leads to the surface.

There is somebody or something inside the room, shrouded in the darkness. He is standing close to your side of the room with his back facing you, and if you could only get past him you would probably be scot free. Seeing only the lone person, you feel a surge of confidence in yourself. All you really need to do is delay him long enough so that you can get through to the other side.

As quietly as you can, you ease the door open so that you have a clear space between you and your target.

In one burst of movement, you run forward and leap onto the back of the shadowy figure, trying to scratch his eyes. For a few seconds the two of you are struggling in the darkened guard station, you desperately fighting for purchase on his back and him trying to disentangle himself with you. Then luck rolls in your favor, as your fingernails rake his skin. He roars in pain and frustration, swinging wildly and throwing you off of him.

As you hit the floor, you turn to him and see him stumbling briefly. Thinking this is your chance, you make a break for the door on the far end. As long as you can open the door and stay ahead of him then maybe you can get away and maybe even lose him. You hope is short-lived though, when he recovers and easily covers the distance between the two of you in three strides.

The whole world is turned upside down as your speedy opponent attacks. He dives under you and grabs your legs, flipping you over his shoulder.

You crash through some of the upturned furniture on your way to the floor. Aching from the impact, you throwing your arms over your head and wait for the oncoming barrage of blows. Peeking through your shielding arms, you get a good look at your attacker.