I was walking to school one day from seminary and a guy came up to me and offered me a can of beans. He said they were all he had to make money from, and I didnʻt have any money, so passed him by.
I hadnʻt seen anything strange that morning, so of course it was fine. I watched choir friends scatter as I headed for latin class. The room was fun and the people were kind as always. So I went on w...
It begins. I step into a maze of a house as the door slams behind me. Thereʻs nothing but a wall and only one will leave alive. I told them it was a bad idea- we all know what happened here so many years ago. Nothing now to do but pray I die a less than painful death.
The air is filled with daffodils- it all seems alright, and when I turn the corner I am filled with delight.