Obi Wan bored. If he had to go on more Spore Tour, he would scream.

In the middle of the brown, patched earth, the Agri-Corps had constructed a giant dome. Obi Wan would have found the operation interesting if it weren't for the fact that his tour guide, a Meerian named RonTha, was the dullest creature he had ever me. He talked about the borings things for hours.

The only bright spot was that Obi Wan had been reunited with his friend Si Treemba, the Arconan he'd met on the transport. Si Treembe was here to monitor the dactyl researched. The Arconans needed the yellow crystal to survive and Agri-Corps where trying to incorporate it into the food supply. It was unusual for an Arconan to travel alone, but Si Treemba had become an unusual Arconan.

A tiny monitor on RonTha's belt began to glow. He switched it off. "I'm being called to the main building," he told them. "You're free to wander about, if you wish. Just don't go off the path. And don't touch anything." He turned and hurried off.

Obi Wan was eyeing the fruit that was all about them. "Do you think when he said don't touch anything, he meant fruit?"

"Hard to say," said Si Treemba, looking around.

"Not really," said Obi Wan. He glanced around and then in quick succession, he swiped two pieces of a yellow fruit that was hanging above them. He tossed one to Si Treemba.

The fruit was sweet and succulent, yet it had a crisp tang. It was the most delicious fruit Obi Wan had ever tasted.

Just them he and Si Treembe heard footsteps. They exchanged guilty glances, their mouths full. With a jerk of his head, Obi Wan indicated that they fall back behind the trees.

A group of gardeners came into sight, carrying baskets. They headed for the orchard.

"Un-oh," whispered Obi Wan.

"Hey!" shouted one of the gardeners.

"Time to go!" Obi Wan grabbed Si Treema's arm and they dashed off. They burst into a grain field and ran through it. Suddenly, Obi Wan felt his feet slid in something damp and marshy. They flew out from under him and he went flying, Si Treemba right behind him. They landed.

"What's that smell?" asked Si Treemba, wiping his face.

"I think we found the fertilizer," Obi Wan groaned, pulling himself out of the muck. They surveyed their surroundings. Behind them was the field. Ahead of them was a blank wall.

"He had something to do with it," said Qui Gon.

He and Leila where back in their room and Leila was sitting on her bed. They had washed the dirt from them and changed into clean robes.

Qui Gon was pacing in front of Leila, debating on whether to contact the Temple and report what had happened so far.

"He did."

Qui Gon looked at her. "How do you know?"

But Leila ignored that question. "Don't contact the Temple."

Qui Gon stared at her. "Why?"

"Not yet at least."

"Why not?"

"We need to find out what game Xanatos is playing at."

"Game?"

"Yes," said Leila. "Oh, he seems sincere. But I doubt very seriously that he is doing this to establish Offworld's goodness. And I am highly curious as to what he's playing for."

Something about the wall bothered Obi Wan. He walked closer and placed his hands against it. The surface was cool, like metal. When he took his hands away, to his surprise he saw, just for an instant, that his hand had caused a transparency. It happened in the flicker of an eye, too quickly or him to see inside.

"What are you doing?" asked Si Treemba impatiently. "Let's go. This smell will kill us."

Si Treemba hadn't seen the wall flicker. Perhaps the Force was at work. "One moment," said Obi Wan. "I think this might be the way out."

Si Treemba stared at him in disbelief. "Are you insane? That's a blank wall!"

"There is nothing more serious than a sane Jedi," said Obi Wan as he carefully felt alone the wall. "Always remember that." At last he found what he was looking for. A seam. He traced it with a finger. It was a door. He placed his hands flat on the door.

Si Treemba gasped when the whole wall suddenly turned transparent. They saw it was actually an annex that extended back to the dome wall. Inside Obi Wan could see bags of fertilizer and cargo boxes of various sizes.

"It's just a storage area," said Si Treemba, disappointed.

It seemed innocent. So why had it been so well concealed? Obi Wan pushed skillfully on the door. He heard a soft electric beep and it swung open.

Si Treemba hissed nervously. "Are you sure we should go inside?"

"You stay here. I'll be right back," said Obi Wan. He stepped inside. And bent to examine the labels on the cargo boxes. His eyes narrowed again. They where marked with Offworld's mark. He moved around. These were mining supplies, he realized as he stopped at various boxes.

"Obi Wan, hurry up!" Si Treemba called. "We stink! We want to take a shower."

Obi Wan smiled slightly. Then he saw a small box in the corer that he had missed. This one had no label, only a metallic icon that served as a clasp. It was a broken circle. He turned and left the room.

"What is it?" asked Si Treemba.

"Some kind of secret annex for Offworld," said Obi Wan.

"Here? But they're forbidden."

"Since when does that stop them?" Obi Wan's face was grim. "Let's get back. I have to contact Leila or Qui Gon."

"Leila, I think you should return…"

"That would be most unwise," said Leila.

"Why?"

"If Xanatos is playing a game, do you really think he would let me leave the planet?" asked Leila.

Qui Gon's heart sank as he realized she was right. He wouldn't dare send her back now.