Both Palamedes and Camilla hurry back to the first room, only to find the door open and the monstrous construct gone. “I took my hand off the panel,” Palamedes says. “Of course. Naturally, if the dermal contact sets the trial in motion, then removing it will cause the trial to abort. Quick thinking, Cam. That was quite the beast in there.” Turning to Wayne he adds, “I am very sorry to have put you in danger, friend.”

Cam has gone still. “Warden?”

“…Yes?”

“How do you know what was in the chamber?”

Palamedes blinks and locks eyes with Wayne, realization dawning. Everything had happened so fast, he had barely had time to comprehend that he had been looking through Wayne's eyes. “I saw it.”