I cling to his hand the entire time. We go deep into the green maze, not stopping for anything. He pauses staring at something, too far for me to see but I know it’s bad as he pulls up the rifle. “JACK, who’s there, JACK!” I scream. He pulls me into the hollow of an oak tree. I peek my head around but I can’t see anything. A shadowy figure appears a few metres away. I go to scream but I can’t. I turn my head to look at him with fear in my eyes. Get me out of here.