"We keep to the left-hand tunnel. There's an empty stone jar by an iron door. When we find that, we find the way into the labyrinth and then our problems begin."<br/>Gale said as they walked through the biting cold for ten minutes. The dark smell of dankness grew stronger and stronger. Gale's feet crunched through the rubble on the tunnel floor. He looked down and realized he was walking on the bones of a dead deer. Its head and antlers fell to one side of the floor.<br/>"It must have got lost. There are miles of caves and tunnels down here. That's why the smugglers use them; once in here, if you know your way, you will never be caught."