Tyler stood in the heart of the labyrinth, staring at the shrine he had stumbled upon in the middle of the green field. The transformation from the desert maze outside to this lush, almost serene environment puzzled him. The ruin had appeared abandoned from the outside, with sand and time eroding its walls. Yet now, standing in front of it, the structure looked pristine, untouched by age or decay.
"Okay… The shrine is definitely not in the desert anymore," Tyler muttered to himself, cautiously stepping forward.
Inside, the air was cool and still. Shadows clung to the corners, but a faint light illuminated the massive Buddha-like statue at the far end of the room. Its face, however, was obscured. Tyler frowned, feeling a strange dissonance. He could sense the presence of a face on the statue, but no matter how hard he looked, his mind refused to comprehend it. It was as though the face existed in a different realm, beyond his perception.
