"Please...I'm...getting really tired," I called. She stopped too quickly, sending me almost crashing into her. She didn't say a word, she didn't make a sound. All she did was look forward. Naturally, I did the same. The sight that was in front of me made my heart sink into my stomach. "It's..."
The girl nodded, smiling sympathetically. The sight was simple, not unlike any other sight you would come across on a daily basis. Still, it sent a wave of terror through me. There was a gate was resting in between two stone walls. The walls were covered in ivy from years of neglect and the gate's magnificent color was hidden by rust. For years I had avoided such a sight. If I had not done that, perhaps I'd be witnessing a more welcoming end than this. I then stared at the girl in a mixture of disgust and shock. She knew! How she knew, I couldn't understand. Still, she knew! I had successfully avoided such a fate, and now I had no choice but to accept it. It was my fate, no different from everyone else's.
For as long as I can remember, of all the things I was taught, was that there was a way out of the labyrinth. We each had our own labyrinth that was destined to find us. Once we found it, we could never ignore it. Once you enter it, there's no turning back. And despite everything, we are assured that there is a way out. We are warned of monsters, of hindrances, of ourselves even, but still we are told that there is a way out. And now I stand in front of mine, old and contorted by my own fear of it.
"Are you going to go in?" her tiny voice broke the silence. I looked at her in absolute terror.
"Of course not," I scoffed at the idea.
"But...but you have to," she noted, pointing towards the entrance. I began to step away, only to be pulled back by the girl. "You have to."