Benji and Sam are brothers they have always gotten along for the most part. On a sunny Friday they go outside and play basketball both very happy that the teachers have PDA day today. As they go outside Benji’s blonde hair glows in the sun, and Sam’s freckles are very noticeable along with his bright red hair. Sam goes to the garage to grab a basketball so he can take the ball first in their 1vs1,...

Siobhan and Michael first met while waiting in the tour group in front of the Temple Of Silver. He was a lean and graceful man standing with his hands in his slacks, listening to the guide tell them that the intricately carved gate to the labyrinth was silver-plated and had to be cleaned frequently, symbolizing the need to clean the body and the mind. She asked him to take a picture of her in fron...

I look around the empty corridors. My friend Adora stands beside me. The corridor splits into two paths about ten meters away. I don’t know how we ended up here. Me and Adora just entered my house but- it wasn’t my house. It was a long corridor and we’ve been walking down it for almost an hour.

“Which way should we go?” Aradora whispers fearfully. I shrug. Both ways look identical.

“Let’s just g...

They don’t remember how they got here. There isn’t really a “they”—just scattered voices, a splintered awareness drifting through endless, twisted neon walls that pulse and flicker like a heartbeat. The maze stretches out in every direction, woven from raw thoughts, hidden fears, and secrets buried so deep that even the mind itself recoils. The air is thick, pressing in on them, as colors throb li...

His steps were sure and true.

The strike of his shoes hitting the rough stone was the only sound to be heard.

He walked on.

This maze, this labyrinth, had been a dare, a challenge from one of his friends.

Alcohol had played a big part before hand, fuelling his decision, landing him here, in this moment in time.

Mere hours ago, he had been out drinking with his mates, all of them fresh out o...

Cold stone walls towered over Elora and Henry. The path they were walking upon appeared to go on for many miles more than the two had already trekked.

“Elora I’m hungry…” the young Henry spoke in a daze, running low on energy.

Elora said nothing in response, but instead grabbed Henry’s hand and continued their journey. She was hungry too, but she couldn’t let them stop for a second. They needed ...

Tommy and Grayson tried hard to not glance back at Simon but as he felt water stream down his cheeks he couldn’t help but take his last look at his best friend. Simon was leaned against the wall, Grayson made sure to close his wide and crazed eyes so he could seem like he was resting peacefully. It didn’t help Tommy though, he could still see the rigidness of Simon’s body which told him there was ...

The labyrinth stretched endlessly in all directions, it’s stone walls cold and unforgiving. Sienna, the leader and eldest of the group, wiped the sweat from her brow and glanced at her companions. Robert, with his broad shoulders and firm gaze, looked as resolute as ever, though he seemed jaded by the endless maze. Lola, the youngest, clung to Sienna like a lifeline, her eyes darting around every ...

The two siblings, Emily and Alex, had grown up hearing tales of the labyrinth. The stories told of a mysterious and ancient structure hidden deep within the woods, just beyond the edge of their small village. Curiosity had eaten away at them for years, and now, with their parents away for the weekend, they could no longer resist the allure of the unknown.

Emily, the older of the two, led the way....

(This is a direct sequel to my short "What's with the Torch?")

At this point, I'd never hated Cal more than I did now. He was the one who dragged me down into the basement to investigate the weird sound only to find out it was a portal to another fucking dimension. Now here we were but five minutes into this fucked up mirror dimension and we had Cal and...myself chasing us through our new house...