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As you steady yourself to prevent yourself from falling you realise that you are not quite feeling yourself. Not only are you not in the same place as before you don't feel the same either.
Nothing affects you in this new situation quite like the feel of an ancient rusty iron floor beneath your feet. Looking about the place you can see the whole room is nothing but an empty shell of a room with nothing but a green copper bathtub, a broken mirror, a sink and a toilet, both made again of the old green copper, same as the bathtub.
All the items in the room are covered in rot and mold. You try to walk over to the sink because you feel your face covered in dust but a twinge in your legs prevents you from moving from the spot.
You try to move once more, this time your legs give way. As you fall the rust on the floor cuts into your flesh creating minor wounds. You try to see why you couldn't move and you see that your limbs are covered in bruises, as is your chest.
You claw your way to the mirror and pull yourself up to see yourself in the remaining corner of the mirror. The dust on your face was congealed blood, You turn the tap, despite the dirt on it to try wash yourself but only a tiniest trickle of water comes out and the bowl of the sink is full of shards of the broken mirror in various sizes, despite this you franticly try to use the small amount of water to cleanse yourself. You achieve very little by doing this before the water stops all together.
You turn and face the door and begin crawling towards it, your strength feels somewhat less at this point so more and more cuts and grazes are inflicted by the cruel rusted floor.
You reach for the door handle and it is rusted shut.
You then collapse onto the floor, you can smell blood on the floor, you cannot be sure weather it is your own or not.

What would you do?