In a blink of an eye in front of me stood the most atrocious creature I ever have seen, I don't know what I saw actually but it's no longer the female cat from earlier, this is something else...very tall, pitch-black with glowing eyes fixing me in place, I can fell his anger and the magnitude of his entire being crushing me down physically.

His hands end in sharp long black nails, I was frozen in place, the smell around this entity was odd and dry while his huge grin almost broke his cheeks. He seems impressed by my controlled fear, I wanted to run but also, I wanted to know what he wants from me, where I am and how to get back home, as a result, I swallow my heart and go for it.

I took a step forward, the mud feels slippery under my feet, he was watching me astonished by my move, it was almost like a weird but in the same time stunning ritual between a human being and a creature of the night, I wanted to know more about him and he wanted to discover what he did not find yet about me.

His eyes were enormously big, yellow-gold like and breathtaking, his body is burned and very skinny...like he didn't have a meal in ages, that thought gives me shivers down my spine...despite that, I took a step closer ready for the worse when... in the quiet forest only one single thing, one single deafening sound howl at me to force my way out of there: his hollowed growl screamed in my ears while my heart was pumping fear through my veins. Synchronized with all of that he picked up a tiny piece of wood, the way he was leading his body down to reach the wood was an action which sends me into pure terror, so slowly, I could feel his ecstatic mood rising like he can't wait to show me something.

He rises his body tardily while his gaze remains on me.

He stood still for a moment, keeping me terrified for a little more time. His hands examine carefully the dirty wood, I don't know what to do, what's going to do with that in his grip?

Then he points in my direction with his long arm and after he points at the wood, his grin disappeared from his face, what meaning is behind this? the piece of wood represents me?

He was holding both of his hands at each end of the wood still looking at me, he broke it in half... making a cracking sound which timidly crawls below my skin while my breath stops dead in my lungs.

What followed happened so fast that I couldn't completely understand my reaction, the last thing I know is that I was sprinting at full speed straight into the depth of the ashed leaves, the thrilling view in front of me minutes ago decompose in a rotten nightmare, he wasn't following me, however, something was fishy. I didn't dare to look and see if he's eating my steps I keep my mind focused on putting as much distance between us as I possibly can.

After what felt like ages I stopped and try to hide behind a tree, it's trunk was rough and cold against my back, I can't hear a sound, just my breath kidnapped by my agitated body, until...I take a small peek from behind the tree, only deadly silence welcomes my ears but this time the entire forest was changed into a creepy labyrinth.

Left, right, in front of me...or back from where I was running earlier were my only options for directions in his playground however, I always come with my rules.

I try to think for a moment, what this arrangement of walls means?

In Greek mythology, the labyrinth was an elaborate, confusing structure designed and built by the legendary artificer Daedalus. Its function was to hold the Minotaur, the monster eventually killed by the hero of the story, even so, every story has a drop of truth inside.

Daedalus had so cunningly made the labyrinth that he could barely escape it after he built it so, in other words, this creature also knows the way out of here which means he's one step ahead of me.

He...