Entering a structure that looks plain from the exterior, my friends and I are startled by ourselves, multiplied and reflected endlessly. Peering down the endless twisting, shining, corridors, we run our hands down the smooth glass, our breath fogging it. It is dark, and a distant clanging signifies that we are indeed trapped within this maze. We have only one goal; get to the end of the maze with the whole group intact within an hour, or die. one of us is outside the maze, he will have a different, unknown role.
Traipsing slowly, keeping our left hands on the mirrors so we don't get turned around, we delve deeper and deeper into the heart of the maze, and all seems to be going well enough. Suddenly, a piercing shriek rents the air, and we all freeze, quickly counting our group number. One is missing. Janet.
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Trapped
HorreurTrapped inside a mirrored maze, a girl and her friends try to escape. But something is stalking them...
