The Maze

Anna was dragged to a Halloween maze by her best friend, but after The Maze, Anna regrets ever befriending her best friend. Little did they know that, The Maze would unleash a troubled boy that will cause Anna a bit of Stockholm syndrome.
"What are you doing? Are you trying to get yourself killed?" I ask as we run away from the cabin that was my home for almost a month.

"For you, I would do anything." He says back.

Copyright © 2014 by xxSuperWomanxx

All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form.


6. chapter 5


My eyes open quickly. I'm breathing heavily as I wake up in my room which feels like a large prison cell. Actually, a prison cell is more luxury than what I am living in. At least a prison cell has a window.

I walk up to my door and to my surprise its unlocked. That's unusual. I thought a kidnapper would be smarter that that. Slowly and quietly, I make my way down the hallway. I look into the kitchen, the other rooms, and living room and no one is here. I scream to see if anyone would answer back.

I'm alone.

I can make a break for it.

I run to the door to open it to get out. I open the door but there is a cement wall blocking my way. I run to the window but the cement wall is there too. I'm trapped in. No way of getting in, and no way of getting out.

I hear a door creak behind me and I quickly turn around. A man dressed in all black comes out of the closet and runs after me with a knife.

I scream panicking. I try to run back to my room but the carpet in the hallway trips me.

He's going to catch up and kill me. Im done.

He runs up to me and turns me over so I'm facing him. He tilts his head and puts the knife to my neck.

Then I wake up in my room. At home.

Sweat rolling down my forehead.

This whole kidnapping was a dream. Just a dream.

I sigh of relief and walk to my door to open it.

It's locked. That never happens but maybe it's just stuck. My house is pretty old, doors getting stuck isn't an unusual thing. I walk up to my window and it's stuck too. This is all too odd. I look around my room. Everything is the same but there are no pictures. I always have pictures all over my room. Is this even my room?

I turn and run to my closet and open the door. To check if this is my actual room, I look inside to see if the engraving of my dead grandmas name is still there and it isn't.

This isn't my room.

Where am I?

I hear something move across the room from under the door.

It's an envelope with my name on it.

I open it and read the note.

"Good morning,

As you can tell, this is not your room. This is a replica to make you feel more at home since this will be your home until the day you die. Luck for you, that day will come quickly.

You will be in here most of the day except when Eric lets you out. Do as he says or you will be punished.


None of your concern"

As I finish reading it the guy who brought me here opens the door.

"Let me guess, you're Eric?" I say. And he nods.

"Come and follow me. You're making us brunch." He says.

"I don't know how to cook." I lie.

He smiles and the door shuts by itself.

The walls close in and everything falls in my room. The walls are moving quickly and if I don't act fast I'll be squished to death. I make a break for the door but as I reach it the walls are too closed in and I'm stuck. It's hard to breathe. I scream in pain and the walls part and go back to their original place. The door opens with a smiling Eric.

"Do as I say." He says.






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