(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

Maze Entry 13
Mapped out all the arches. As suggested by the journal entry I took one,
then returned to it once again after I was teleported. I think I found the right
portal. I stepped through it once, and when I returned the destination it led
to had changed. I was looking through one arch and saw another.
Yes. Now this arch... the portal's edges glittered with trails of silver dust, and
through it I could see an unfamiliar gray-bricked street. The music of a
performing group sounded through, shattering the silence that I'd been
trapped in for so long.
What ails us to fear overmeasure,
To praise thee with timorous breath,
O mistress and mother of pleasure,
The one thing as certain as death?
We shall change as the things that we cherish,
Shall fade as they faded before,
As foam upon water shall perish,
As sand upon shore.
We shall know what the darkness discovers,
If the grave-pit be shallow or deep;
And our fathers of old, and our lovers,
We shall know if they sleep not or sleep.
We shall see whether hell be not heaven,
Find out whether tares be not grain,
And the joys of the seventy times seven,
Our Lady of Pain.
I stepped through to deliverance.
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