Each glassy wall enclosing Xander reflected a distorted version of his body, but strangely enough, he could not see himself on the ceiling. The glass panel fitted above only reflected the floor for some strange reason.
"I don't have time for these games!"
Xander had already spent a significant amount of time trudging through the Soulscape, and being trapped inside a maze was the last thing he needed. He quickly pulled out his revolver and started firing at the walls, hoping to create an opening.
The bullets shattered the glass panels around him, cracking the mirrors and creating holes in the room. But it wasn't enough to create an exit for him.
Xander fired his last two bullets at the wall in front, creating a sizeable crack in its middle, but the glass was so thick that he could not shatter it completely. Having exhausted his bullets, Xander resorted to more desperate measures.
