*Imogen starts getting teary eyed at the idea that Margot will not eat cake at her funeral.* But... nobody could say no to little tiny cakes at my funeral?

*Imogen now is not the time to use fake tears to make Margot feel extra guilty. Of course once they have a map, there are more important things than fake tears.*

Hmm... *Don't mind the yellow glow to Imogen's eyes as she studies the faded paper.* Fiddlesticks! This place uses teleport panels.

Unlike some of the other places, some of those rooms don't even have doors. We'd need a demolition team, a phantom, or someone who can repower the whole building.