Trinkets in the rubble

The Labyrinth is like a baby compared to the beauty and grandeur of Queen’s Gambit. But it’s similar in so many ways, the ever-changing corners and paths, making one lose track of where they are within it. Stepping inside is an adventure, and you picked an interesting one, Nikolai. The further he enters, that thing that catches his attention is a speaking squirrel, muttering something about further down the path he’s on, something shiny, something unique. Do you follow the path? Or do you think the speaking squirrel is lying? It’s hard to say, might as well investigate. What could go wrong?