Mind of Sam Miller

My face is a little wet, the carpets are moist. Wait- my eyes widened. Carpets! There aren't carpets in the nurse's office. Where am I?! My vision finally came back to me, I saw A yellowish-beige wall, multiple actually. It looked like a maze of some sorts. There was a white trim on the bottom of the walls, it looked like it hadn't been washed in ages. There was a slight pattern on the walls, a darker shade of the yellow-beige, something out of a nursing home perhaps. I took a deep breath of air, it was stale as if there was no outside, but there has to be an outside, I mean how can there not?