You continue crawling to the left, maybe with some luck you'd be able to arrive somewhere safe, however, luck wasn't something you were known for. In fact, all you were known for was causing trouble and bloodshed, huh.
Eventually, the metallic surface to which you entrusted your weight to reflected a little light, perhaps some sort of exit, you hoped.
As you arrived to the dead end, or rather, the exit, you noticed a lit room and sounds of soldiers clashing, your head is struck with pain and dizziness; perhaps a painful reminder of the war you had, and still has, to fight.
You reach for your belt, you felt it before, but a knife really was all that you had.
Unscrew the passage and climb out
Back out and find another way