Zach wasn't sure what happened. The feeling that overcame him when he turned the key was similar to when he first entered the labyrinth. There was a brief sensation of falling forward in weightlessness, but this time, it was more twisted like someone had strapped him to the kind of kid-friendly carousel he had seen at some of the festivals in the duchy.
Then, like it was a thing of the past, Zach found himself standing on solid ground with nothing but some nausea to remember it with. He put a hand to his mouth as he repressed an acid reflux and slowly looked around.
The room was completely bare and smooth. It appeared to be made of a strange material that was neither metal nor stone. There was no telling where the light came from in the small room. It was either the orb on the pedestal right before the center of the room or the room itself.
