Inside the portal, it felt like time slowed down. When Pete tried moving, he was locked in place, he felt like he was in thick gel. The Dashkyr's eyes widened beside him, it was confused too, discovering its movements were restricted. Then a voice spoke, it didn't come from a particular direction, it was everywhere, like wind through caves."You seek escape from chains unseen. Answer true, and freedom is yours. Fail, and fall to endless night. Two trials for two souls."They both had questions, but couldn't move their lips to make a sound, everything seemed too slow, except for the voice.Then it spoke again, with a riddle that would decide their fate "I create paths where none exist, with folds and creases, I persist. In the hands of the lost, I light the way, a silent guide through night and day. What am I?"Pete wondered how he was going to answer such a question without talking. He had gotten used to the movement situation aroun