On one wall has been attached a set of blueprints, in front of a sickly looking antique lantern. The dust that covers both would make it seem that neither have been touched in many years, though people have been milling through the maze all evening, haven't they? Or have you slipped through some sort of rip in time and have come to rest here, before a shrine to the Moon Palace itself?

The whirring moan is louder now, now that the silence has made itself known, starting up again about the time you noticed the lantern.