As she rounded yet another corner of this vast maze, she knew she was getting ever closer to her son's cries for help, but just then she got to a fork in the path and saw the way out was in the other direction. Looking at her watch she knew there was only a couple of minutes left before the cash prize was lost, if she got out now she would win a million pounds, but then her son would probably be eaten by that terrible- No! She couldn't think of that thing again, it was too horrible, so many tenticles. If she didn't go now then one of its many mouths would soon be chomping on her only offspring, but then again, she was never going to get another chance at a million pounds again. What to do??....
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The story you haven't written concerns a labyrinth in which the morally ambiguous are tested to show their inner strength.
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