Jon gets lost wandering the tunnels. He doesn’t notice at first but a fog slowly sets in. Jon has felt alone for some time now. Ever since waking up. But it is so hard to fight it now. The Loneliness is consuming. Its suffocating. He continues on. Hoping against hope he isn’t too late. He has to find…he has to save…
Its dark. He doesn’t know if he’s in the tunnels anymore. All he knows is that he’s alone. And there is no one.
Was there ever anyone to begin with?
He’s in an empty field he can barely make out the sight of a chapel in the distance of the fog. This seems familiar…
Jon pauses and looks around. He’s in a graveyard full of empty graves.
He remembers.
And he runs. Away from the chapel and its open doors. Away from the beckoning graves. He runs and he reaches for something deep inside him. He reaches for someone.
Through the silent static of the fog and his labored breathing he hears Martin’s voice.
“Turn left.”
Jon does and he finds himself in the center of the maze.