The path least traveled

I passed by many people, all eager to move further towards the dining hall.

No others went the same path I currently was.

I walked silently, not sure whether these glasses and their numbers were completely useless.

It could just be some stupid toy.

Around the time the cold of the dungeon hit me, I began to feel like I was going nowhere.

And truly I had no idea for a destination.

It was only at the moment I decided I should turn around, when I finally heard any signs that someone else was down here.

"Oh fuck," I heard.

It was brief, and quickly drowned by the cold echo of silence.

I continued, further towards the sound. Whose voice that was, I didn't know.

And truly I still doubted the voice even was real.

"Ohhh Fuck," the voice said again, but this time louder.

I moved with renewed vigor. Until I had only one corner I could turn.

And when I turned it, I would have never guessed the result.