Since you entered alone and no one else seems to be around, you decide to check out what you'd be missing if someone were to force you to follow the instructions and go right. Pivoting, you head left...
Wooden walls close in around you as you enter the ark, twisting around sharp corners, funneling you into the bowels of the 'ship'. Fake-candle bulbs flicker in sconces every 10 feet or so, illuminating the tight, low-ceilinged hall. The flickering takes on a slightly strobe-like quality, and you find yourself gazing at each lamp you pass, a faint throbbing beginning to echo in your head. The lights grow dimmer and dimmer, seeming more realistic by the moment. You shake your head, assuming the solitude and silence is affecting your perceptions.
It's becoming difficult to see in the dim glow of the intermittent candles, so you reach your hand out to the wall, it's surface feeling surprisingly rough beneath your palms. Your hands feel faintly itchy and tight, sliding over the wooden planks. You stop for a moment, hoping your eyes will adjust to the lowered lighting, and absent-mindedly lift your feet to flex your ankles... your toes feel cramped in your sneakers. Crouching to scan the floor, you loosen the laces of your shoes to alleviate the increasing pressure. Your fingers feel thicker and clumsier, and you squint at them, thinking the lighting (or lack thereof) has made your hands appear larger, rougher and less dainty.
Rising your take a few more steps before yelping at a sharp pain in your feet! They are squeezed in your shoes, the canvas bulging and constricting your circulation! Did you accidentally grab your little sister's sneakers as you left the house tonight? Quickly, you yank the painfully-tight shoes off, wriggling your toes on the smooth plank flooring with a sigh of relief.
Tying the laces together, you toss the shoes over your shoulder and continue on, twisting around more right-angled corners than you can count. Just when you feel hopelessly turned about, despite there only having been one way forward, you come to a split in the corridor. Another sign hangs before you, this time giving three directions:
< MAMMALS LEFT
REPTILES RIGHT >
^ AVIANS STRAIGHT ^