You push on north, but soon find your self heading in a southerly direction as the passage wraps around. Certainly, whoever designed this place wqas either a twisted madman or an unbridled genius. As you walk on, a heavy thud sounds in the distance, reverberating through the high stone corridors. In fact, it is hard to tell whether it came from behind or ahead of you. All quickly returns to silence, and after a few moments you continue on your way.
Soon, you exit the south leading passage and enter one running east and west. A couple of doors are apparent nearby, as is a passage leading southeast. The tunnel fades into darkness to the west. You catch a very faint smell of death and decay upon the ever changing air currents as you stand and decide where to go next.