....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................The darkness ever deepens. As you stumble your way through the shadows of the earth and stone, you hear something, rumbling in the distance. It begins as a low thud, a distant clacking of stone to stone. It grows, louder and clearer, the sound of heavy footfalls somewhere beyond the halls you travel. The heavy pant of a great beast fills the air, interrupted only by its heavy-laden stride, its presence made known by the sound of impending doom. ... A beast roams these halls. No one has lived to tell of it. ... You have no reference for the beast of the labyrinth; no one told warning of a beast living within the carved halls and cavernous hulls. Only the footfalls and breathing warn you of its presence, growing louder, closer, hungrier. ... It is hunting. You are not. ... You run further down the corridors, losing your way as you attempt to outrun the sound of the beast that brings the End. No matter where you run, where you turn, it always seems only a few feet ahead of you. The faster you run, the more lost you become, the beast seems to lose no ground, always only a few paces away from you. It is hunting. You run and run, losing breath and losing time, losing your way and losing your mind, fleeing for you life from this terrible monster that finds victims within the labyrinth. ... You turn a corner suddenly, and trip on unseen rubble. In truth, it felt more like someone reached out and grabbed at your ankle. You hit the stone floor hard, hard enought to lose consciousness. You awaken several hours later, alone in the labyrinth. ... There is no sign of the beast.

The darkness ever deepens. As you stumble your way through the shadows of the earth and stone, you hear something nearby, the sound of someone walking the halls. You know the sound well, but also that it is not merely your own echo. Someone is truly with you in the labyrinth, traveling the stone mazes.

You call out, your weary footsteps thudding along as you follow the passage in search of your fellow traveler. Turns, crossroads, hallways, alcoves, all of them you pass as you search for this weary soul that wanders with you. The sound seems to always be just a little bit ahead of you, a little out of reach. You run, hoping to catch up with them before they get too lost in the darkness. You sprint and call out, hoping to help them before they lose their way, but you find nothing and no one. Instead, you have simply lost the path you were trying to follow, and are now yourself lost in the darkness.

You pick a path, and continue your journey.