One second I saw black, and the next I was running. I don't even know what I was running from, but I didn't stop. All I could see was a blur of fire and smoke stinging my eyes and making me cough. I finally stopped when I came to a dead end but I soon realzied the walls were shrinking and closing in on me. My only way out was to run back the way I came. I sprinted back down the hall, the brick walls getting closer and closer. They started hitting my skin, scraping and cutting deeper and deeper as the walls came closer. Finally, a hole pops up in the ground, and I jump inside.
The image fits with your words so well!
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