After confirming that there was no exit from the observation room, Batman turned to Zatanna and asked, "How many more times can you use that teleportation? I mean, at the limit..."
"Five times. Five at most." Zatanna sighed. "Haven't you noticed that my soul power is almost depleted? Moving through memory space is much more troublesome than moving through reality. Just locking onto a location consumes half again as much power. I can teleport at most five more times, and after that, I'll completely lose the ability to move..."
Batman nodded. "Use one teleport now. Take us to the first floor, to the living area. We'll look for an exit."
Zatanna looked somewhat exhausted, but she said nothing. With a wave of her hand, a ring of fire appeared. Once the three of them stepped through it, they appeared in the first-floor corridor.
Batman began searching facilities like the convenience store, but after several minutes of looking around, he found nothing resembling an exit. Eventually, they reached the large cafeteria on the first floor.
The moment they pushed open the door, they saw a glowing sphere floating in the center of the cafeteria. Constantine breathed a sigh of relief. "Finally found it. Let's go. This place is impossible to stay in."
"But why the cafeteria?" Batman wore his classic suspicious expression. "Wouldn't places like the consultation room, observation room, library, and study room be more likely sites for events Schiller would find unbearable?"
"Would repeatedly being exposed by a psychologist, or being strapped into a chair with a straitjacket, really be less unpleasant than eating?"
"Who knows? You said it yourself, he's a psychiatric patient. Don't try to understand their world." Constantine shrugged and headed for the sphere, with Zatanna following behind him.
Before Batman left, though, he saw the