Apparently, you could say this place is synonymous with the labyrinth.
'Yes. It's definitely different here.

　We're wandering around in search of blue light, but the fact that too much time has passed in quicksilver means that we're beginning to realize that this place is not normal.

　No matter how much we walked, we never felt like we were moving forward. That light would never get any closer.

　When I got here, I decided to take a break for now because there was no point in walking in the dark.

''Huh ... you've walked quite a bit.
Yes. But I don't know what to do about it.

　For now, we both sit in place. We stop here, next to each other, leaning against the wall.

　Then, I discuss with Fee about the future prospects.

'Elle, what are we going to do? We can't go back now after we've come this far, but...''
I don't think we're going back. I suppose we'd better focus on finding Alice. But didn't Fee know that the basement of the royal castle was like this?
'I don't know. In the first place, they may come to the royal castle, but they never come underground.
Okay. Well. How do we proceed from here on out...

　Think about it.

　Apparently we were going to rescue Alice, but we've gone completely astray. However, assuming that this place is synonymous with the labyrinth, there must be some kind of gimmick.

　However, I haven't found a clue yet.

　If there is one, it is that blue light.

　I've been thinking about this for a while now, and then I feel strange about the light in the corner of my eye.

Fee. Is that thing getting closer?
'Eh ... no way ... it's true. You're kind of closer than you were before.

　Yes. We're not moving, but that blue light is closer than it was earlier.

　So we both stand up and try to walk towards it. Without fail, the more we walk, the closer we get to it. What could this mean?

　Could it be that there is a time cycle?

　The reasoning is still unclear, but as I continued on, the light stopped coming closer and closer from a certain distance.

I'm close, but I can't seem to get any closer.
'Yes. Maybe there is a time cycle.
You mean ... there are certain times of the day when you can get close?
'Hypothetically, though. This could possibly be a race against time.
Ugh ... are you going to be here forever?
You're used to it in the maze.
I'm used to it, but I'm not really good in the dark...

　He squeezes my sleeve, but I don't say anything at the moment. Fee is definitely not good in the dark, and he's still forcing himself to follow me.

　We would then take another break.