The Maze

As I stood there.. The cold concert walls intimidate me blocking out all light and soul to be seen. The green rotten moss and mould caught my eyes as yet again I stood there. It was the maze. Yes, the terrifying maze with rumours spreading through the camp about it. 5 feet in front of me shadows and an unsolved mystery awaits.

Our kind had three chances to escape but knowing what would happen in the shadows made us pull out. This was my second chance of escape. The camps awful smell of burnt ash and illnesses came to mind. This was my chance of escape... I had to take it!