Chapter 43: Hunger

Creak! Thump!

The large silver doors shut loudly as he walked through, and the cold chill of the hallway ran through his skin. Plates lit on fire spread through the path in order, and their blue flames burned strongly.

Daniel drove his body through the warm path, gasping at the sight before him. There he sat, leaning against the wall to lessen the draining fatigue.

His head scanned sideways, and with a groan, he relaxed calmly. There was no inscription of time, and Daniel had no idea how to escape the maze he was in.

A dungeon was one thing he never explored, hence getting lost was as easy as getting in. With a relaxed mind, he slept soundly for a while, hoping his lost energy would be replenished in due time.

After a couple of hours, or was it? Daniel rose from his stale dreams and walked slowly toward the end of the path. He admired the art carved on the silver gates, and curiosity ate him whole.