Sechs intently watched Taura sketch out a map of the enigmatic third floor. To him, it was like witnessing a long-known mystery relinquish some of its answers at long last. Excitement flooded his veins as he listened to Taura's descriptions, bearing his teeth slightly at the mentioning of Landel's office. After all these weeks of being trapped in such an intangible world, this small revelation gave Sechs a solid idea on Landel's limits and a hearty boost to his wary sense of hope.

"Mind if I take that copy?" Sechs asked, pointing to the make-shift map. "I can make copies of it and give 'em to some people I know. The more prisoners who learn about this, the more people we can get upstairs to not just knock on Landel's door -- but knock it right down!"