Ok! I managed to tear myself away from my new games. I would've updated sooner if not for an unexpected second game, but whatever. Review and disclaimer time!

Kimea78: yes, but the labyrinth didn't realize that Conan turned around, ensuring that all walls vanished. Sealand said he had a goat in his intro episode.

I don't own case closed, llama adventure (great game!), or hetalia. Or Percy Jackson

On to the story!

"I have no idea what that thing was," Mitch said. "But Greece seemed to like it."

"Now, if only I could figure out how to bribe him with it to admit I'm a country…"

"What?"

"Never mind."

The group travelled deeper into the maze. Luckily, Conan had noted where the men in black (who Conan suspected to be in the black organization), were hiding, so they were heading in that general direction. Suddenly a small raccoon appeared in front of them, looking adorable.

"It's so cute!" Amy squealed.

She ran off in a fruitless attempt to catch it and take it home as a pet.

"No! Amy, raccoons can be very dangerous." Mitch shouted as he ran after her.

"Oh brother," Conan thought as he followed them. "They're chasing after a random raccoon (who's probably very freaked out right now) while we're in a maze of death chasing a psychopathic killer. How long has my life been this crazy?"

After a few minutes, the junior detective league stopped suddenly. Conan, who was attempting to memorize routes, absent-mindedly slammed into George absentmindedly.

"It's gone." Amy said. They were in a closed room with no obvious escape, even for raccoons. However, said mammal was nowhere in sight. In fact, it had just used an emergency exit chute that was there for no apparent reason.

"Remember what Greece said about traps?" Conan said as the door closed behind them.

"Yeah, scary grindy noise means traps are a-" George was cut off by the grinding noise that George just described. Suddenly, sleeping gas filled the chamber. One by one, the kids were knocked unconscious, despite their efforts to stop breathing (George actually managed to hold his breath long enough so that he fainted anyway.)

The group woke up tied to some chairs in an abandoned warehouse. They were tied up next to Anita, who was still unconscious (one less person on the lost list!). They were surrounded by various bottles of alcohol.

"Well, this isn't something that happens every day." Sealand said. "Normally, maze of death traps are… deadly. Never seen one that kidnaps you."

"Are you guys going to talk about maze traps all day, or plan an escape?" Anita had woken up from her drug-induced slumber. "If we stick around here, we might not make it out alive. I've already noted that the rope they use is apparently made from an organic materiel."

"OK!" Sealand said. He gave a low whistle. A few minutes later, a goat walked into the warehouse and proceeded to eat the ropes. After it was finished, it walked through the door it made upon entry.

"Okay, I'm not sure what that goat's doing in who-knows-where, but I'm not complaining!" Mitch exclaimed.

The junior detective league started talking about what to do next (after filling in Anita, of course). Conan, Sealand, and Anita insisted that they use the entrance that the guys that tied them up made, which led to certain doom. Mitch and George wanted to use the entrance that led to a Green Pasture of Freedom. Amy, of course, sided with Conan.

"Besides," Conan noted. "There are some henchmen coming over to investigate the spontaneous goat and doorway appearance."

At that, they all went through the door back into the maze (however, Conan noticed that Anita grabbed a bottle off the wall before entering).

Back in the maze, they started following the left wall. After stumbling through a few well furbished rooms with various keys, several traps, kites, lunchboxes, clocks, hammers, and magma, they found a few drops of water on a stone floor. With nothing better to do, they followed the trail. Eventually, they reached a dead end.

"It's a dead end." George said. "Let's go back."

"Wait! There's something over there!" Amy exclaimed.

Lying unconscious in the corner was a young boy, no older than Conan. He had dark hair cut into an unmistakable style. It was the style of-

"JAPAN?" Sealand shouted.

Too tired for author's note. Writer's block imminent. Review!