<div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/19/Room27.gif)</div><br/>The architect hung back once more as they made their decisions. Better to not say anything or else he would reveal the true nature of himself and this place. Their fascination with the turtle made him almost laugh. Like so many others they were so focused on what the tiny meanings of every little thing could be that they missed the obvious clues in front of them. The tall man was not about to give them any hints. He took his amusement and joy from watching people stumble helplessly through his maze.<br/><br/>With the door selected, he led them on through a short passage, and then into a darkened chamber dominated by a large figure. The entire room seemed to be shaped like a diamond, and the party had entered from one the points on the sides. The door behind them snapped shut, and a small sound echoed off of the stone as a lock clicked in place. There was no door handle.<br/>"No turning back now," the architect said, an almost sinister tone to his voice was heightened by the mood of this room. The floor was made of the dirt and the walls of stone, and a kind of cold, stale air penetrated the room. They had to be near the base of the house. The only light came from the lantern that the huge statue carried in his right hand. It hung from a long chain. At the statue's feet read the words "FATA VIAM INVENIENT?"<br/><br/>Daedalus noticed the obvious pit that had been dug in the floor. He had so carefully tried to cover up the other exit to this room, but someone had disrupted his work. Doorway number nine was not fully exposed, so that to go through it the party would have to wriggle through on their stomach. A small trench and slide of loose dirt, combined with the digging tools that were scattered so haphazardly around suggested that the workers had just scrambled down their chute to avoid detection. He grit his teeth. Part of him wanted to chase them down, but it would have to wait. "Did you hear that?" He asked. "It sounds like the workmen are ahead of us. If we hurry we can catch them- I mean, catch up with them." He said, catching himself a little. He couldn't make the decision for them, that was against the rules.<br/><br/>The figure with the lantern stood silent, but spoke volumes to those guests who were wise enough to stop and study it. The more conventional door to the figure's right had a spade over the top of it, and was labeled as door 13. Unlike door number 9, which was a dark doorway down into the mysterious earth, the door across the way was made of wooden shingles, with big brass hinges.<br/>To the left of the room there was nothing, just an empty space of packed earth under the domed ceiling.