Moana studied the map closely, looking from it to her surroundings and back over and over to orient among the massive buildings. She was relieved to see that building one was one of the smaller structures. Which didn't mean that it was small. It was huge. She could hardly imagine how long it must have taken to build.

They came up to the door marked as hers. Moana pushed on the door. It did not move. Perhaps it needed a sign. She lifted the thing that Darryl had given her and pressed it against the door. Nothing happened. Moana glanced inquisitively at Emma.