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[center][h3][color=f7976a]Harley Whitfield[/color][/h3]
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	I was just about to take another step forward, until quickly my eye caught it, the sharp, insidious glint of certain death I nearly blundered into.  With a frightened gasp I stumble backwards flailing my arms, feeling as if the air was sapped from my lungs.  [color=f7976a]"Whoa...close one."[/color]  I heave a sigh of relief.

	The pit before us, it is like the jagged jaws of a wolf or some other ravenous creature, mouth wide open waiting to devour William and I.  [color=f7976a]"No.  No way we're crossing that."[/color]  I say to William shaking my head.  We'd have a better chance trying to find another way around.  This is a maze after all, so maybe it doubles back to the other side.  But....if this pit of death is here....then what else will we find?  I am most certain now....someone is toying with us.

	While William surveys the two opposite paths, I stand by, nervously chewing at my lower lip till it reddens, cautiously my eyes darting from one path to the next.  I can't decide which way is best, left?  Or right?  Left again?  Ugh!

	I feel like we should split up again, but, no I can't risk it.  What if William ends up stumbling into another deadly trap?  What if he ends up injured or....  I don't want to think of it.  I should stay by his side.

[color=f7976a]"I suppose."[/color]  I reply with a shrug.  [color=f7976a]"Which path do you think?"[/color]

Someone is definitely playing a game with us, and if you ask me...I think they want us to lose.