You observe the Coruscant University of Technology's Corellian District campus from afar. You know that there is a Jedi within. You know Kenobi has spent much time there, as it is the campus nearest to the Jedi Temple. He does not haunt it, now that war has broken out, but he has spent extensive time there, using the Faculty of Engineering as babysitters for his padawan. If a Jedi is there, it might be Kenobi, consulting on something related to Sidious's little war.

No-one has noticed you. Coruscant flows around you, ignoring your presence like it always does on these levels. Lower down, you might blend with the scum of the underworld; higher up, the only way for you to not stick out like a blood-red sore would be to don Jedi robes.

You keep a keen ear to the Force as you approach the little side door. It does not falter in its steady cacophony of sentient life.

The main doors are always open, as some pathetic symbol of the truth being accessible to all willing to look. The truth has never been accessible to all but a select few. The side door is locked to everyone who does not have a University access card.

The Force is a master key. With a wave of your hand, the door opens long enough to admit you before sliding closed with a click.

You have been deposited in a T-shaped intersection with no signage whatsoever. You can feel an irritating speck of light below and to the front right of you. Do you turn right, go straight, or remove an access panel to climb through the maintenance tunnels?