The Maze - Short Story
Right Left Another Left The sound of running feet echoes through the narrow dark alley as I run though the thin stone road trying to memorize the route I took to reach here. But after the tenth corner I forgot the exact sequence of turns and now I’m running blind. I stumble on a loose stone and almost fall but regain my balance. If I fall I die. I spot a slim crack in the wall and turn to my left. I quietly walk further in, hoping they wouldn’t spot me. The walls closing in on me as I move inside. Suddenly, I hear footsteps accompanied with animal like sounds from the entrance of the crack. I stop walking and stand still, trying to get my loud heartbeat under control, praying to god to save me from the people I once used to know. I look up to the sky for some guidance and spot a thin slice of the dark starry sky above. All around me there are huge walls. These walls aren’t really walls, they are heaps of waste, accumulated over generations. In t...