My head hurts. I'm lying on a cold stone floor. I open my eye. I watch as a drop of water drops on to my head.  Roof is full of pillars. My throat is dry. My stomach grumbles. I lick my slips. I raise to my feet. I collapse. I raise again. I stay up. I watch around. Stones. Pillars. Everywhere. Maze, maybe labyrinth. I walk. Dim light hurts my eye. I stop walking.  Light comes from above. From hole. Sunlight. I blink my eye.