They say in the melody of the abysses lies the echo of forgotten whispers. Aisles are not footpaths paved with stone but trails of moved minds and inner echoes. Somewhere in this uncharted territory, the thirteenth aisle, lies an untold narrative.
This isn't an end, but merely a segment of the labyrinth; a whisper amongst louder volumes of consciousness. Your aisle awaits - to step forward is your only lesson.