Yes. But you’re still not quite there yet.

You have different dreams over the next three days. Remembering your past is tough. You feel tired. Most of your dreams have been nightmares, memories of middle school and high school are not pleasant, but fortunately, they’re usually followed by a nice enough dream to remind you that not everything was terrible.

You feel like you have a better grasp of your own identity. Thinking about your memories while inside the Labyrinth doesn’t feel like thinking of another person anymore. It’s you.

However, there’s something missing, so you decide to go into your dreams once more.

This time, nothing’s shown to you.

You are in an empty, black space, where the only distinguishable thing is you.

“Who are you?”

It’s a very strange feeling. You don’t hear a voice speaking, but you know that question is being asked to you.

“I am… John Doe.” You say. It’s a simple answer, but this time, it carries your memories, your experiences, your worries and your fears.

“What do you desire?”

…

What DO you desire?

You know the things you don’t want. Being treated unfairly, being alone. Do the opposite things translate to the things you want?

What do you want? Why are you here in the Labyrinth? Why accept Mr. Ortiz’s offer and spend so many sleepless nights studying and learning about this place? Two weeks might not seem like much, but the amount of effort you put in that time would be enough to write a whole thesis.

Your reason to be here...