Following a brief stay in the habitat, we are back in the labyrinth. The term is perfectly apt. Everything is so strange, so impenetrable. And pitch black. Our headlamps are like a carrot that we hold in front of ourselves to avoid losing sight of our way and to be able to take another step. Over and over, strange creatures are startled by the light and disappear into cracks in the rock, and we feel more and more oppressed by the sense that we do not belong here. Select the tasks as usual in a clockwise direction. Your captain, however, will always skip a selection and will therefore receive no tasks.