Lost; Madison & [open]
Merlin’s balls. This was a huge mistake. The whole thing probably, but most specifically that last hard cider. Madison was pretty sure that the maze was moving around her. It might even be trying to eat her. She could have sworn that that grass had something against one of the Lestranges. Not that was her problem. Right now her problem was she was lost in a bloody maze that may or may not be actively hostile and the point me spell was quite useless.
Madison turned the corner to yet another dead end. Although with a far less dodgy looking bit of topiary. Maybe this was a sign. With a sigh she lowered herself down to the ground not quite in defeat, but certainly not victory either. “This would be a hell of a place to go.”