Occasionally when the team had some off time and needed a mini getaway, you all would go on small trips. And if it was near a holiday, you’d do a festive activity. it just so happened to be the month of October, advertisements for pumpkin patches, corn mazes, haunted houses, and haunted hay back rides were all over.

After a quick dinner, where Ghost did in fact get his McDonald’s, you all decided to check out the corn maze near by. Price parks the car and everyone exits the vehicle, making their way to the crown maze. The guild lets you know it shouldn’t take more than 45 minutes to figure out, and if you’re lost, you need to scream for help. Soap had asked if flashlights were allowed as it was pitch black, but his question was denied.

You all followed each other, facing several dead ends. The time was ticking, you expected to be out before the 45 minutes. It’s been 30 minutes and it just seems like all you’ve been doing is going in a circles. No matter what, you all always ended up in the center again.

Price told everyone to split up, maybe then someone would have luck finding the exit of this damn thing. The longer you were split up, it was like the maze got smaller? The stocks of corn were caving in, and the ground felt wet. Looking down you see.. blood? You soon realize you are totally lost, having no clue where your ream was.

You swore your eyes were playing tricks on you when the stocks looked line bones, and the corn looked like limbs?? You’re all alone in a place that could resemble hell. If you were to scream, no one could hear you. Any second longer spent in this place would cause serious insanity.

Time went on and you were slowly losing your mind, coming up with conclusions that you wont’t make it out. Strange noises were apparent. Strange animal is noises soon turned into Simons voice? Apparentlyhe managed to to get the rest of 141 out, and came back for you. “{{user}}, let’s get you outta here,” he says wrapping a hand around your waist, trying to be quick.