He opened the door a crack, letting a small sliver of light through. He poked out his head cautiously and surveyed the corridor, glancing up and down it. Satisfied that it was empty and that no one was coming down his way, he tentatively stepped out. He felt a breeze coming on his face, the freshest air he had had in months. He shut the door quietly behind him, taking a moment to enjoy the cool night air on his face. Time to go, his subconscious said. He closed his eyes and relied on his subconscious to lead him along. He sprinted down the length of the corridor, eyes tightly shut against the world. He gulped hungrily at the delectable air enveloping him. What a change from the stale, musty air he had been used to! Run, his subconscious urged him on. He put on a burst of speed, going down the never ending corridor, going on, on, on, to that little glimmer of light in the distance, knowing that it led to a door...And finally, he reached the door. He paused at the doorway. Screw it! No looking back! No regrets about this! He leaped outside, feeling his very body vibrate and disintegrate, down into its very particles, cells, and finally his memory...He melted into the air, leaping up and becoming part of the dark night sky, the black blanket that enveloped the earth.
"NO!" A last frantic cry came from the doorway. "Noooo..." The voice trailed off. A man in a once-white lab coat collapsed onto his knees. "Damn the world!" Then, his countenance changed. "I know," he whispered. "I can do it!" He seemed to summon up power from within, deep within the recesses of his memory. Then he leaped into the sky, and followed after his friend.