The tall stacked shipping containers provide an eery sense of enclosure and captivity. As Martin walks, the sounds from the others in his team become distant and faint. It's deathly quiet in the maze now, and it has a feeling that you have passed into something that isn't quite within the boundaries of reality now. You come to a T junction.

Martin looks down both ways, left and right of the T-junction, for any sign of the gunman or anything else of interest...

The maze stretches away from him in all directions. The bright floodlights on the roof seem to dim, and shadows cloak the paths. He has been separated from the team.

"Martin!" Emilia calls out.

Emilia walks to try and find Martin.

The path Martin took is empty, he isn't anywhere to be found. Emilias shout echoes through the maze, but no reply is heard.

Emilia continues to walk forward.

As she walks down the corridor, the feeling of isolation and oddness increases. It feels like she is one step away from reality, and she has one chance to get back.

Emilia turns back to find the team.

The feeling fades away, and she emerges back into the room where her team was waiting.

Emilia decides to walk south.

The further she moves away from the elevator, the feeling returns.

"My god. This is creepy. There must be away out of here."

Emilia takes her deagle and fires a shot into the air.

The sound breaks the silence and booms throughout the maze. It shatters one of the floodlights on the roof, and a portion of the maze is cloaked in darkness.

"God damn. That was unexpected."

Emilia turns around and fires on a 45 degree angle into the air.

The bullet hits the roof. Nothing at all happens.

Emilia walks west.

The lights dim around her, only the corridor that she is in staying lit. A little girl sits a few metres in front of her on the ground. There is only darkness, Emilia, and the girl. She looks to be about 4 years old.

Emilia slowly steps forward and looks at her.

The girl has long hair, and she is crying with her head bowed. Her leg is extended and a cut can be seen on her knee. She doesn't show any realisation that she knows Emilia is there.

Emilia up to her slowly.

"Hello"

She doesn't respond. She lightly touches the cut on her leg and cries some more.

Emilia crouches down next to her.

"Let me have a look"

The girl looks at Emilia, and she looks familiar in some way, not as if Emilia had seen her before but something else entirely. The cut is small and uninfected.

"I can heal this up for you. I promise it won't hurt one bit."

She puts her hands onto the girl's knee and begins to heal the cut.

In her mind, something in her lost memory emerges. She sees herself sitting on a side walk with a cut knee, just as the girl next to Emilia is. A woman walks up to her and says
"Hey there. Why are you crying?"
The little girl sniffles and touches the cut on her leg. The woman looks at it and smiles.
"That's not a bad cut, you will be fine." She smiles warmly.
"Here, let me help you up." The woman goes to help the girl, but tyres screeching distracts her. Two cars roar around the corner of the indistinct street they are on, both shooting at each other. They pass by, and a few bullets go astray. The woman who was helping Emilia up's head and chest exploded in a fountain of blood. The blood splattered over the little girls face as the woman fell to the ground. The woman's body had protected the little girl unintentionally.
Back in the maze, Emilia looks at the blood spattered little girl's face one more time, and the girl vanishes.