Obi-Wan glared at Qui-Gon as they sat in the basement of the palace. "Great, wonderful plan," he said in annoyance. "Who knows when we'll get out of here?"

Qui-Gon smiled in amusement. "Don't worry. There's a way out of here."

"Oh, really?" Obi-Wan snapped. "I know that, but it could take MONTHS to even get that door to open."

"Then we'll wait months."

"How did I let you talk me into this?"

Qui-Gon smiled again. He thought for a moment. "So what'll you do when you get back to the Temple?"

Obi-Wan stared at him. "Back to the Temple?" he repeated. "Well, I haven't even thought about it yet. I'll think about it when I want to."

Silence fell between them, but words of agony and anger flooded the room around them. Screams of insanity swam around. Women looked desperately around for help. Men stared at them blankly. It was an empty pit of helplessness. There didn't seem to be any way out. Nothing seemed to help them. Everything seemed impossible then.

Obi-Wan sighed deeply and stood. "Where are you going?" Qui-Gon asked.

"Where CAN I go?" Obi-Wan inquired before he started walking away. "I'm just going to look around. Builders would have made more than one way out. One going to the Temple and one going to the town."

Qui-Gon smiled at Obi-Wan's way of thinking. He thought fast and he came up with a solution, even if it didn't work, he did his best to use it to find yet another solution. "How can you see a thing?"

"I can't, but I can feel."

"So…? How does that help?"

"Air, I can feel it blowing. There's an empty garden on that side of the palace. If we can find where the air is coming from, we can find a way out."

"How do you know it's not sixty feet UP?"

Obi-Wan paused before answering. "I don't."

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After so many hours of Obi-Wan weaving through the crowd of people and feeling along the wall, he found a small gap. The rock wall around it was crumbling. There was no way to get out such a small hole. And it was covered, which meant someone knew it was there. Someone who didn't want anyone to escape.

Obi-Wan went back to Qui-Gon. No matter what Qui-Gon asked or how he phrased the question, Obi-Wan refused to answer any questions. "I can't, not here. Too many people will here and they're already crazy enough. We don't want any trouble."

"No, but we can explain to them that we can get them—"

"NO! We can't! They're insane. They won't believe us until they SEE. And with their eyes, they won't see anything except what they want to see. They're so used to living here; they don't want to see the world anymore."

"And how would you know?"

Obi-Wan did his best to stare the Jedi down. "I used to be one of them, all right? I think I know how they are! You have no idea what's going on because you're just as blind as they are. Ever since your Padawan turned, you've been refusing to see what's really there and here in this world."

Qui-Gon shot to his feet. "How do you know about that?"

"You seriously think no one knows? The whole Temple does."

"You haven't been at the Temple, so how would you know?"

Obi-Wan's face showed regret then. "Blast!" he exclaimed angrily.

"How do you know?" Qui-Gon repeated.

Obi-Wan sighed. "Because another Jedi was sent before you, Master Jinn. He told me. He's here and he knows all about the planet. He's one of the slaves here and he lives with it. He knows a way off this planet and he knows how to save everyone here. But he doesn't know when the right moment is."

"Ah… And why didn't you tell me?"

"It's really none of your business. If the Council wanted you to know, they'd tell you."

"Who is this other Knight? And where is he?"

"He's working and he doesn't use his real name here. If King Weju knew who we were, we'd be dead immediately." Obi-Wan paused. "That's why there's no real record of the wars going on. All the Jedi who have come here have been killed or they're captives themselves, desperate to help others here."

Qui-Gon sighed. "I have to tell the Council."

"NO!" Obi-Wan yelled. "You can't."

"Why not?"

"Just because."

"That's not an answer and you know it! Why not?"

Obi-Wan sighed and walked away in anger. He turned and Qui-Gon saw the frustration in his face. "If you tell the Council, it will only result in more deaths. Every single one of these people could be killed if the king finds out Jedi know."

"What does he have against Jedi?"

Obi-Wan frowned and cursed. "The king IS a Jedi."

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