With my feet trained on his step pattern I quickly retraced my steps and peeked around the corner to see Kelly standing still, holding her chest. I motioned for her to come, and we quickly made our way back to my glow stick, Alexander walking around in the distance still calling for me. If I would have known this would have been a horror maze, I wouldn’t have come in.

I dared a whisper. “Next step?”

We looked over the guide. The final step read 'don't mind the ghosts'. We exchanged a shrug and tiptoed to the next stage of the maze, desperate to get the hell out of there.

​Chapter 28

Fallon

We split up again.

And again.

And again.

Getting out of this fucking maze was a nightmare.

My phone buzzed.

Kelly: I found the end!!!

“Score!” I said.

“Score, indeed,” a voice said from behind me.

I looked up, a large imposing figure before me. I typed an SOS and hit send before clicking my screen off and backing away to run, hoping I could remember which split Kelly ran off into.

He laughed a deep, wicked laugh that made me want to vomit. “Now, now, little girl. Where do you think you’re going?”

“I’m leaving the maze,” I whispered back, slowly continuing to back away from him.

His legs were longer and caught up to me quickly, grabbing me by the hair. “You aren’t going anywhere.” His features were dark, almost black with a soulless expression.

I let out a small yelp in pain from him gripping my hair. “Let go.”

“No, you keep escaping my grip and I don’t care to give chase any longer.”

He kept hold of my hair and planted his mouth onto mine, forcing a grossly wet kiss on me. It wasn’t like anything else I’d experienced; it felt all wrong. He forced his tongue into my mouth, letting it flop around like a dying fish.

Pushing on his chest, I tried to force him away from me. No dice; he outweighed me by a good seventy or more pounds.

Forcing me to step backwards, my back connected with a pole of sorts, trapping me between a literal rock and a hard place. “Stop it,” I tried to wiggle away from him to run.

He gripped me even harder, digging his fingers into my skin. “No chance, sweetheart. You’re mine. Didn’t I tell you that?” He lifted my shirt, exposing my stomach. “Look how soft your skin is. I can’t wait to dig in,” he growled.

God, I hoped Kelly would be looking for me. Did my text even send?

“Get off of me, Alexander,” I said, smacking at his hands. What good that would do, I didn’t know. I had to try something, anything.