"Don't know if there's an exit or not, but there's somewhere up ahead that don't have monsters in it," Amos informs Josh, as he walks, steadily. "S'what I'm aiming for. Dunno if it's out or not, but you're welcome to hunt on your own if you like."

Because Amos's guesses were not sure, by any means, and he had only the vaguest idea of the direction he needed to go. Fortunately, it was difficult to disorient him or get him lost, and he'd always had a knack for finding the compass points without prompting, even as a small child. He wasn't going to go in too many circles before finding his way out.