[center][h3][color=f7976a]Harley Whitfield[/color][/h3]
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I make my way over to the southernmost entrance, just as I hear Will call out to me.  He's made his decision.  I should feel pleased that he decided to follow me, but...strangely I don't.

I stand by, waiting for him to catch up, all the while wondering if this really is such a good idea.  The labyrinth, as I but gaze headlong into the entrance, a feeling overcomes my body and my nerves twinge and tighten.  It's as though I am standing before the gaping jaws of a ravenous beast, a monster...that will devour us whole.  No, stop it.  It's just a hedge maze, that's all.  There's nothing here that's going to hurt us...at least I don't think there is.

Will, he seems ready and willing (no pun intended) to begin our exploration.  I just wish I had the same confidence as him, but nevertheless, I take a deep breath and follow behind him, taking my first steps into possibly a world unknown.

[color=f7976a]"Will..."[/color]  I whisper following close at his side, trying to match his steady pace.  [color=f7976a]"You don't think I'm crazy, do you?"[/color]  A question I seem to ask myself alot.  [color=f7976a]"I feel like this place is...trying to make me crazy.  I just don't know why, but...do you ever get this feeling we're here for a reason?"[/color]