622 nodded. "I'll give you a map of how far we managed to get," He pulled out his notepad and started drawing careful lines across the page. "Proportions and direction might not be completely accurate, but it's the best I can do given the circumstances."

"I was attempting to help another prisoner to get to the room where they keep the false items they say were confiscated on our arrival. We ended up in some sort of conference room, then it took several more jumps to get to the maze, which neither of us recognized." It certainly hadn't looked like Imperial architecture to him. Not enough bare metal.