Surprisingly, nothing ran at us and attacked us. But the next train car couldn't be more different than the one we were in, and didn't look very nice to go into.

"Please tell me that's not where we have to go," said Cress. "I'm fine with monsters and all, but doors that lead into dark black abysses aren't my favourite."

"I don't think we have much choice," Jake gestured to the cracks lacing up the walls of the posh train car we were in. "Let's go."

The three of us ran into the next train car. But it was no longer a train car; we ended up on a narrow ledge above a precipice. Jake had to catch my arm to stop me from plunging down into the gloom.

Cress cursed under her breath. "How is this even possible?" She muttered, looking around.

"I'm guessing the train was… an illusion or something like that then," I said. "We're still in the Labyrinth, after all. The real question, though, is what we do now." I gesture behind us, where there is yet another simple wall.

"I'm getting awfully tired of these mind games the Labyrinth keeps playing," Jake remarked. "The sooner we're out of here, the better."

"How long have we been here anyways?" asked Cress. "It can't be more than a day since we left camp, but I feel like I haven't slept in three."

"Well, since we've got nowhere to go, we might as well camp here," I said. "Then we can figure out tomorrow." We rolled out our sleeping bags, and decided that Jake was going to take the first watch.