“Yeah, Jermaine. You baby bro has your back.” Finn takes a few steps toward the entrance, looking back at him with a condiment smile. “Me and Jake do crazy mazes all the time, and you’re like, great at crossword puzzles. This’ll be a piece of cake!”

He cranes his neck, looking up at the entrance, a sense of excitement and optimism filling him. It felt almost fated…what could be a better way for them to get their brother back than what was essentially a mars-style dungeon?