It's very, very easy to get lost down here, even for a drow.
Suspiciously easy, in fact.
There are many stories told of the Lowerdark, different layers and different creatures, and of just how far down it can go.
It happens one day that she passes over a jutting boulder and under an overhang and somehow finds herself -
- with a wrenching disorientation -
- standing against a slimy wall with solid granite overhead, and two passages before her.
One is dark even to Darkvision - smoke or fog or some subterranean damp, perhaps. The other is merely dim and dubious, twisting and chilly.