Simon shrugged. "Short version? Very little. We know that this place -- or rather, the convo that was held here yesterday -- is the only thing each one of us had in common, which is why we're looking into what's going on in here in the first place. As you might have noticed, there seems to be some kind of reality-warping thing going on down there," Simion answered, gesturing at the door leading down to the hallway. "No matter which door you take, you always end up at the same hallway. We -- that is, Daniel and I -- are assuming that you have to either go through the doors in a certain order, or that there's some other kind of secret to it. Either way, simply trying at random won't get us anywhere, which is why we went back up to go look somewhere else. The problem is what said 'somewhere' is going to be." He fell silent for a second, an idea forming in his head. "Wait a minute... Does anyone know who was responsible for this event in the first place? Some kind of festival commitee, the principal, whoever? And, more importantly, where would this person or group's private office be? Maybe we can find out some clues there..." --- Jonathan's circle of reality was slowly expanding from the one metre radius around himself and his daughter to include the people around him, especially the Doctor. He turned his head towards him. "I... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. Thank you so much..." He then turned towards Simon, having caught the last bit of his conversation with an unknown girl. "I'm not sure. I think it was an outside event for the most part, but even then there has to be some kind of internal organisation behind it. The principal's office should be on the top floor, if I recall correctly; if nothing else, we could find out out who was organizing this to begin with. Anyone against?" During this entire time, he never released Lily, nor did the latter let go of him.