The stone wall slowly inched towards him, his exits now closed off. It's almost like this part of the wall was conscious, or someone controlled it. It knew he couldn't go anywhere and was trapped in the passage he was now in.

Looking around the confines, meters apart from wall to wall, the entire thing was seemingly designed for people much more significant than himself to navigate through. He stared at the top of the maze, the only salvation he could find. The wall's ceiling was far above him, seemingly stretching to get even further away as he stood there.

Dropping his eyes back down to the wall section, slowly moving towards him, Norbert stared it down, wondering how much time he would have. Not giving any more thought to the idea, Norbert turned to the wall behind him, walking to one of the corners where they met.

Remembering the videos he saw of people parkour up walls, jumping from one corner to another, and slowly climbing up. Leather gloves rubbed against each other as Norbert imagined the path he would need to take. Hearing scraping from behind himself, Norbert saw the wall picking up on an object, dismissing the sound as he looked back at the corner.

Running vertically along the back wall, aiming for the corner with the least discarded objects on the ground. Blasting into it, Norbert landed with one hand and both feet as he jumped off the corner, landing on the next wall. Unable to make purchases, Norbert felt himself tumble off and fall back onto the ground.

Looking at where he fell off, the wall looked the same as before in that area, with no slippery spots or indents along any of the maze's walls. Staring back up, Norbert counted that he would need to do it several times in quick succession to make it up the several-meter-high wall.

Dusting himself off, he dragged his feet against the floor as he wiggled around, confirming the feel of the boots was correct. Norbert did not know how many times he would have to attempt it.

He is running again at the same corner, Norbert leaping onto the edge of the wall, clearing meters underneath him. On the side pushing off with an arm and a leg, the others already out like a crab, ready for the impact with the back wall.

Foot bending in as Norbert hit it, pushing off again, sending him higher this time, but not as much as the first leap. Landing on the wall, Norbert continued pushing against one side and then the other, slowly climbing to the top.

Losing energy, Norbert jumped forward, now several meters above the ground, not wanting to look down at the dizzying height as he stretched. With his fingers just grasping the top, Norbert heard the wall starting to speed up, the scraping instantly rising in pitch.

Not wanting to get squashed, Norbert pulled up as hard as he could, shooting into the air Norbert, leaving the maze behind, far beneath him.

Looking at the track that he went through, seeing the rest of the maze stretched out before him, the same twisting turns going over themselves, the further he watched, the more dead ends appeared until finally, nearly at the end, they all conjoined to a single path, an object sitting the hear daring the voice call out to him, whispering at him sud, deny "This way."

The voice was more vital than ever as Norbert tried to memorise the pathway there, working his way back to his current location. No, Robert's body was suddenly dropping to the ground, not feeling his legs as he plummeted towards the ground.

Looking down at his body, Norbert sees a hunk of metal sticking out. Following the trajectory with his eyes along either section of the walls, Norbert saw rows of crossbows following him, angling downwards with his body falling.

Landing in a heap on the floor, the metal object stuck into the ground, not moving around. Staring down at it, Norbert saw that it destroyed his entire mid-section; his guts and stomach now turned into a liquid scattered around the tunnel.

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Ripping the small amount of skin left connecting his body to the metal shaft, Norbert started to see black spots as he forced his body to heal again in the mid-section, pumping the energy into it.

Scrambling around, Norbert found the two stumps of his legs. He twisted his body around, and Norbert attached them to it, far too high up his body. Forcing the bone to grow, his lower body now alighted with purple light, seeming to burst out of him as he forced it to repair, not caring about the quality, just needing to move before the wall started following after him again.

Holding it in place, Norbert looked up, seeing the wall moving slowly back out, having crashed into the dead end, crushing everything before into dust.

Forcing his toes, Norbert could feel them wiggle in his boots, thankful that at least he had that going for him. Continuing to stay still, Norbert looked around for his belt or whatever remained that could be.

Feeling his backpack grow lighter, Norbert looked around, seeing a hole in the bottom corner, having been snagged by the metal.

Cursing to himself, Norbert took the backpack off his back, flipping it around before putting it back on again. Stuffing the medical kit that fell out back in.

Having the backpack on his back again, it felt awkward just sitting there upside down, scared that something would come out of the opening at the bottom.

The wall still coming forward, Norbert got to his feet, unable to wait any longer for his body to heal, hoping it would be enough for him to move.

Seeing his belt, daggers, sword and coin pouch somehow still attached, Norbert hobbled forward, feeling his body twist underneath him. Picking it up, Norbert, using the sword within the sheath like a walking stick, started moving again at a jog.

Looking behind himself, seeing the wall starting to speed up, Norbert tried to remember the path out of the maze. Grunting in pain at the memory and the sudden loss of limbs that happened to him.

Turning back around, Norbert moved slightly faster to a quick hobble, feeling his body getting slightly taller, wondering how much mass he had lost in that mistake he had made earlier. He continued to stumble forward, threading through the items strewn about, thinking about the wall chasing after him, wondering how items would even be here.

Stumbling on a piece of metal, not giving it any thought, Norbert went back the way he had come, heading right, seeing if there were any more options that way; keeping an eye on the wall behind him, Norbert turned the corner, seeing the crossroad, that he was on before.

Continuing down it before he changed his course, Norbert heard the wall start to speed up behind him now that it was out of his way. Hearing it crash behind himself, Norbert imagined the bits of gore that left his body now well and truly gone, now being plastered onto the opposing wall.

I almost imagined a face on the moving wall, just grinning at him in reply to his question. Norbert walked away as slow as he could go. He heard the wall slowly move, chasing after him, only going slightly faster than himself.

Now, realising what happened before, if he were going as fast as possible, it would only take ten seconds before he would get crushed.

Going slightly faster, Norbert saw the pathway to the right and skipped past it. Norbert saw a right turn; being forced to take it, Norbert sprinted forward, his body now repaired enough for the run that would be happening.

Charging forward, he heard the wall rumbling behind him, like the angel on death riding its chopper, ready to cut him off if he stumbled even once. Sliding around on the ground, Norbert turned around, confirming that the wall had sped up again.

He forced himself to walk down the corridor, purposefully going slowly as he heard the wall behind him start to move, just ever so slowly, faster than himself. Looking in front of himself, Norbert knew he wanted to move to the left of where he was, the general direction is better than anything else, not wanting to go back out the way he had come in case the black mass had reached the start of the maze.

He was turning around; Norbert now jogged before running, heading towards the first path on the left and beginning to run down it.

In this nature, Norbert continued making lefts and rights, going back over himself and running past items strewn on the ground. Dust being kicked up into the air all around him, Norbert wondered what it would look like from behind.

Sliding on the ground, pushing off the wall, Norbert ran through the corridor ahead. Getting Deja Vu from the last time, there was a single straight corridor. Norbert continued to run until he reached the end, with no other pathways to continue down.

Looking back at the long corridor, the moving section of the wall blocking him off once again from running back out and turning around to the end of the wall, sighing in annoyance of needing to climb up and over for a way to get out. The thought of the crossbow bolt smashing into his stomach made him queasy.