"Phew. I was right. Look, Sharille..." He swallowed and thought how to say this. "Think of this place like a paper. It has one end and another at the other side. Except here, someone has twisted that paper around so its ends touch. When you walk to the very end, you get sent to the beginning of the path." He frowned. "That's how I got 'in front of you'. I went ahead, and you went faster, caught up with<em>me</em>after you returned to the start, and we startled one another." He drew a breath.<br/><br/>"Now, I am not sure how we solve this. Maybe we have to find escape in the side rooms. Maybe we need to<em>turn around</em>and head to the other direction. Possibly, and this is a big maybe, we walk as far as we can, but either one of us goes ahead of the other and keeps watch of their surroundings. The other may see their companion vanish, and we know where the 'turning point' is. After that, we may try and break it, and push through, rip the paper to get to its end if necessary."<br/><br/>He looked at her a bit awkwardly. "Sorry if I am making it hard to understand."