THE REFLECTION GAME
Hidden within the maze were objects they had to retrieve, but the seniors warned that the maze was alive.
“Alive?” Mia asked, incredulous.
Lyra smirked. “Oh, you’ll see.”
The groups entered the maze one by one, the towering hedges blocking out the sunlight. Anna’s group stuck together, their senses on high alert.
“We need to stay close,” Ryan said. “This place feels... wrong.”
As they moved deeper into the maze, the air grew colder. The hedges seemed to shift, creating new paths and closing off old ones.
“This is insane,” Mia muttered. “How are we supposed to find anything in here?”