The intricate maze of stairs and pipes never seemed to end. The long haul was the price of entering a secluded place - a tech hub somewhere deep beneath the lodge for the Directorate and their friends. Few people knew about him. The trumpet finally ended, and I, stretching wearily, sat down on the floor next to my best friend. There was little space: three meters wide and one and a half in height. You can't get up to your full height, but instead of part of the wall, a wide hole gaped, opening up a view of the open spaces of the Arena...