The first night as I was walking through the maze I meet a guy with a big dick. The hallway was narrow so we had to turn sideways to get past each oth...r, as we past, without a word I reached out and took his dick in my hand, leaned over and kissed its head. When he didn't pull away, I slipped it into my mouth. By the time it got hard I was down on my knees sucking him like I meant business. As I sucked his dick another guy walked up and put his dick in my hand. And another started rubbing his. Essentially what we had was a dying man with his hands (so to speak) on a nuclear button. Couple this with a new and suspect Soviet missile launch detection scheme and you can see why those Mages in the various Bureaus and Departments whose job it was to monitor diplomatic channels were starting to get very worried indeed.On September the 26th the world got lucky when the Soviet early warning system reported a single intercontinental ballistic missile launch from the territory of the United. .. at least I could identify one?Katriana returned to the room to find me retching over the chamberpot, spitting occasionally.Immediately she ran over to me and laid a hand on my back. “Theodore! Are you okay? Did something happen!?”I spat in the chamber pot one last time. “I identified one of the potions.”“What!?”“It’s an oil that neutralizes acid.”“Why did you do that by drinking it!?”“Uh, well, it seemed like the thing to do...”Katriana sighed at me. “But you’re okay, right?”“I think so .... If I’m right, you were only driven to this point of desperation because of the Lockdown.”She blinked and looked a touch embarrassed. “I still try to. Sometimes I have a patient meet me at a small café south of Interstate Twenty. The Lockdown ends at the Interstate as if someone mapped it out that way...”Her observation reminded me of the scale model back at the school. Interstate Twenty was the southern border of the model. What if the model followed the same layout as the Lockdown, or.