I was lying in a hospital bed when the ceiling started crawling with letters.

With that end in mind, I started crawling toward the door.

The single shots now become bursts as I started crawling.

He started crawling through the soft earth, which was quickly turning to mud.

I got myself turned over on my stomach and started crawling.

At 5 months, he started crawling with his palms upward.

Slowly he turned around and started crawling back toward the chamber.

A few of them started crawling from the pile, heading out into the hall.

Then another shot rang out, and he started crawling more quickly.

He shook his head again, and started crawling toward me.