_Okay I got one thing to say to you guys. It’s not a manticore at the middle of the fucking labyrinth, it’s a... shit, what is it? Mandarin? Manganese? Myrhh Cat? Shit, I really can’t remember all of a sudden. But in any case, I know it’s not a for fucking out loud manticore._ HIM: Oh. ME: He’s right, of course. HIM: Yep. Right again. ME: So what do we do now? HIM: _[lamely]_ We just go right out this hatch here. _They go down the hatch, which from your perspective seems to contain a spindly spiral staircase going down into dusty felt blackness. They emerge in the sunlight, blinking back out of the blue tears. Meanwhile, back inside the labyrinth, the Minotaur wakes up and wonders what just happened. He blinks. Back. Tears._