Yes!

You don't stop. A combination of adrenaline, fear and hope was pushing you further. The light seemed to pour out of the end of the alleyway, absorbing you as you emerged from the exit.

Your eyes began to adjust to your surroundings. You were in a large, bustling city. Cars drove past, ignorant of what you had been doing. People similarly walked past, but with a disgusted sneer. Admittedly, you realised you were sweaty and covered in dirt when you looked down at yourself, but that didn't stop you from being overjoyed. You let out a squeak and threw your arms in the air. You were victorious. You had escaped the clutches of the hotel.