Indigo had been feeling... weird since the start of term. Since before the start of term, actually. It had been a few days before the start of term that this feeling had come over him. He didn't know how to describe it, really. By now he should have been used to it, but this was different than he usually felt. He had no idea what was causing it, and no idea how to stop it. It had been a few weeks now since this mood had started. He'd been isolating himself, barely talking or interacting with anyone besides a select few.

This was a place where Indigo went when he wanted peace, or to think. It felt like a good place to go now. Something had compelled him to. He wasn't sure if it was just habit or if a part of his brain thought he might need it. His feet carried him mostly of their own accord, wandering through the maze and paying no attention to where he was going or where he had been. If he was going to get lost then that would be a problem for future Indigo.