I'm somewhere in the labyrinth of a planet called Trantor. It is the capital planet of the Galactic Empire. But judging by the way things are going in this room I think I am about to be booted to some planet called Terminus.
I'm with a bunch of soldiers from the Malazan 14th. The city we were fighting in has burned down around us, and we're following a rat, underground, in the dark, the air's getting thin and we're feeling the heat. We're tunneling through piles of rubble, trying to get out. I'm claustrophobic and this section can't end fast enough for me!