Forever the journey

Chapter 4

Hours later, Dylan woke up to complete darkness. Where am I? He thought. He reached down and felt the ground. Cold. Cold and wet. Just then he noticed the sound of  water dripping from the walls. He reached his hand behind him and felt the dirty, stone tile of a wall. He decided to try to stand up and figure out where he was. First, he waved his hand above his head to make sure he wasn't under something. Then, he slowly stood up. He inched his way forward, waving his hands around him to be aware of upcoming walls. Dylan continued to take small steps forward until he jammed his toe on a short metal pole. He sucked in a huge gasp of air and reached down for his foot. He missed at first but then found his shoe and squeezed it. Once the pain was gone, he let out a sigh and tried to feel what he just jammed his toe on. Eventually, he figured out that he just hit his toe on one of the legs of a bed with a metal frame. The bed had scratchy Blankets and a small, thin pillow. Was he in a bedroom? Dylan got on the bed and felt on the other side. A wall. So, the bed was attached to a wall. Another cold and damp one. Dylan got off the bed. This time, he went in the opposite direction. Now being more cautious where his feet went. He eventually got to a wall again, but this time the wall was made of bars with about an inch of space between them instead of a flat and damp surface. He continued to feel the wall until he felt a small keyhole. Then he noticed that part of the wall was a door frame. Then he stopped, took a deep breath and slowly walked back over to the spot where he had woke up. Dylan pressed his back against the wall. Now he noticed a big bruise on his back that hurt when it touched the wall. Something must of happened while he was asleep... or knocked out. Now, Dylan was feeling very weak so he slid down the wall and on to the floor. He sat there for a while until it struck him. Oh no. He thought. I'm in a cell.