Standing still, his knuckles are white and pale as her giggle echoes through the labyrinth. They have been playing this game for days now and he’s just about to lose his mind. “All right, I give up!” He yells into the labyrinth, pulls a gun from his side, fires straight ahead but the shot ricocheted and like a boomerang, it returns.
This is the conclusion to last week’s Three Lines Tale!
This is a response for Sonya’s challenge, 3 Lines Tale, where we write 3 lines about the picture above.