And I will escape this maze. But how? How?
He bowed his head, eventually fell into a disturbed sleep. He
dreamed of searching for Athena, hidden in the middle of an
impossible maze.
At times he dreamt he had found her, held her in his arms, as
she whispered in his ear. Love words? Or something else. What
was she saying?
Demo woke, glanced around.
Day was breaking and the sky above was brightening.
Nevertheless, something was wrong. This wasn't his home! This
was - ah, the maze. Slowly he stood up.
Athena. She had been trying to tell him something. Something
very important. She had whispered so low the words were unclear.
He shook his head, started to wander off in search of the
entranceway.
Then he stopped.
It was something about the rope. She whispered something about
the rope. I better take it with me.
The guards huddled around the fire, talking dispiritedly.
I suppose they'll transfer us back to headquarters. Can't stand
that place! Too many brass. Too much spick and polish."
"You may not be so lucky. Remember, the minotaur escaped. They
just might cut off our heads!"
"It wasn't our fault! How could we know it was coming out? Cut
off our heads? Do you really think so?"
"Hello. Would you share me a bite of bread?"
Startled, they quickly looked around.
The chief guard stood up in amazement as Demo leaped to his
side. "Are you real, sir. This is an experience. I've known none
who successfully navigated that maze.
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