“Hello? Is this thing on?”

“Oh. Good.”

Sel didn’t really know how to work the thing, but he thought it was on because of the light shining on the machine.

“Well, if anyone’s there, I need help. I’m trapped in the maze. He put me down there. Just in case you don’t know his name is...”(@)@$9-;(@$@/@.

Just before Sel finished the machine died.

“Crap. Well I hope whoever gets it can understand.”

Sel looked at his map. He hadn’t gotten very far into it, but at least he was making progress. There were so many paths, and that was just in the little corner he had covered. He found the broadcaster machine recently. *Just another six months*, he thought.* Then I’ll get out of here.*

Sel looked up. He saw a creature. It was just another one of the mazes inhabitants. All of them got down here one way or another. None were born in the maze. It was weird. *Who could have built this?* Sel thought. The name of the maze was engraved in Sel’s mind. The maze of depth. The place where no one ever comes back from.

The Undermaze.