Three words.

"We've found it."

Mouths open, eyes bright with awe, heads tilted back.

Beyond the darkness of the door, beyond the misty maze, the gray ghosts, and far from Kyungsoo's house, two travelers stood at the top of a small platform. Stretching around them was a starry sky, shot through with bolts of blue and indigo and silver. Strange, warped symbols hung in the air, and a ladder led downwards.

"What a wonderful, beautiful place," Kai whispered. "I would like to name it the Forgotten Path of Time, or the Locker of Stars for short."

And they stood there for a moment, enjoying the comfortable silence.