"Cold, stone walls tower above as you manoeuvre your way through endless corridors, hoping against all hope that they do not lead to dead ends. Up ahead, there's a fork in the path. Right, left, straight ahead. Decisions. You start running. That's when you see a faint light in the horizon. You pick up pace, hoping that your mind isn't playing tricks on you. And then you find that it isn't. You're outside the maze. You're victorious. You've conquered the unconquered, and emerged into the light.