Monday, October 19, 2015

Labyrinth

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A rough texture rubs against Andy's skin. It gives him an itchy feeling on his face, hands, and feet. Then a thought crosses his mind, "My bed isn't itchy." Slowly opening his eyes, the morning light slips in. Wider the brown eyes open to the light reflecting off the deep green ivy leaves. Shocked by this, Andy sits up too fast, causing his vision to spot and blur. Placing his hands on his head, closing his eyes, and counting out loud, "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one...now look." He sighs as the seemly endless green surrounds him.

Putting one hand behind himself, he uses his muscles to force himself up. Spotting a sign he rushes himself over. Reading it aloud, "You have one hour. Don't touch the walls." Despite the temperature being mild, Andy felt sweat starting to gather on his forehead. He does not take the warning lightly. After all, whoever took him managed to do so without him waking and he has no idea where he is. The sign is placed near a dead end. He turns to walk past where he woke up not too long ago. Turning deeper into the maze Andy continues.

Two dead ends showing him how much time he has left worries him. By the two clocks was the reminder, "You have one hour. Don't touch the walls." His white nightshirt gets damp by his sweat around the neckline. He pauses and watches a fat rat try climbing the ivy walls. It stops, caught in the ivy, and begins squeaking as the Ivy traps the rat within its' walls. Silence resumes in the maze. "I won't touch the walls. I'll complete this trial in the time I have left. I will survive." Andy said to himself.

He continues on, the bottom of his gray plaid pajama pants stain green from the grass. He hasn't run into another dead end since the last two. Andy tries keeping the light of his thought even though he has no idea how long he has left or if he is near the end. Continuing his walk forward Andy spots a big clearing. Whatever weariness that settled in his bones are chased out. Running as hard as he can Andy exits the maze. Turning around, the opening he left through closes as the ivy maze tangles itself shut. Andy sees a cellphone on the ground by his feet. Picking it up he notices it has a signal and he calls for help.