Left?

Stood there at the junction, Yasmin was suddenly aware that she'd never been down in the school's basement before. It was generally off limits to students, and to be fair if anyone caught her down here she'd be in trouble.

She couldn't help but laugh, she was worried about getting in trouble for being in the basement. Being in the basement half naked was likely to get her in even more trouble.

Slowly she took the left fork, the plain grey corridor seemed to bend and wind with numerous cut offs and passageways, seeming to be impossibly large for the school, almost as if some mischief demon was playing with her perceptions of space and direction.

By the time she'd been walking for ten minutes she begun to worry. There had been so many turnings and off shoots she suddenly had no idea which way was back, and which way was forwards. She was lost.