Connector

The gloom closed in on his surrounding him, and he was sure he was going in the wrong direction. This paragraph reminds me when I was small. Usefully happen in mall or another big place is getting lost. But when I am lost I don't cry. Also when I am lost somehow I find the way out. Like one time  I was in a big mall in Malaysia  somehow I went to the counter and they use the speaker to call my parents.