Finn hesitates, turning to look back at the entrance, a sinking feeling in his gut. Something about his demeanor had changed, both the smile and the determination on his face melted away to confusion.

For a brief, wild moment he felt a cold stab of fear that this was the hall of egress entrance again, a feeling of deju vu at all the countless times he’d ended up back here. That somehow he’d tricked himself into thinking he’d solved it and now it had reset all over again.

But it wasn’t. You’re not in front of the door, for one thing, he reminded himself firmly. This is a mind maze, it’s pulling from your memories. Besides, Jermaine was here, as real as anything. Finn casts a furtive glance in his brother’s direction as if checking to make sure he was still there.

Still, it was hard to shake the chill, and there was a strange waver to his voice when he spoke.

“We…go straight.”