Minho was gogging throught he maze mapping everything out, trying to find a way to escape the place all 50 other boys including himself where trapped in around three years ago.

He was goggling and memorising the way, rights, left, straights, everything.

Until he heard heavy breathing, and footsteps hitting the ground at a quick pace.

He slowed himself down to be able to hear more better, the foot steps coming closer and closer, until a figure rounded a corner infront of him.

It was a girl.

She slowed down to a stop, looking at him, with frantic eyes, adrenaline still rushing through her. She was bruised and bloodied. They were only a couple meters apart.