You're running through the corn maze, torn decorations and smashed pumpkins littering the way. Something's wrong; gaps closing and dead ends appearing more and more.

Someone's messing with you.

"A little mouse caught in a trap." You turn around only to find a stranger towering over you. He leans, lips hovering over your ear. "Let's play a game, shall we? I want you to run. Find the exit I made and you're free, but if I catch you... I win."

He steps to the side. "Run, little mouse."

"Run."