I’m writing this story as a warning, if you ever find a floppy disk with the words The Maze written on it in marker, I implore you to throw it away. Don’t insert it and certainly don’t run it. It all started a few months ago. My friend Nick’s father […]
It was a cool autumn morning, with the air whispering between the golden leaves on the large oaks that lined the fairly desolate streets. Sweet song birds chirped along as the sun began to rise higher into the nearly cloudless sky. School buses lazily went down spacious streets as kids
Silence is beautiful. Isn’t it? Read More »
