"Path?? Oh Gods... Gone, it is," snuffled Rat forlornly, struggling weakly against the restraints holding him to J3's back. "The scurrypath, twist and shift it does. Destination is Northturn, but the way... Rat does not smell the way from here. Find the way, Rat thinks," explained Rat with eerie calmness. Rat stared off into space past both J3 and Maire numbly, shivering in his bonds.
"Ooooh... the Labyrinth has taken us," he muttered over and over.