The twin looked to his left, then his right, saw nothing, and whispered in a melodramatic and somber tone, “Alone.”
The bubble in front of Steve popped and created ten smaller, glassy bubbles, all of which fell to the green, Astroturf-like earth and dissolved. The quick action caused Steve to blink numerous times, unable to feel anything at the moment besides confusion. At a loss, he slowly turned around, exited the dead end within the maze, and continued his travels for an escape.
After zigzagging through the maze, he decided to follow one of the tiny bunnies. The fuzzy animal made asharp right, curved left, then another left. As the rabbit scurried into the hedge, vanishing among itspine layers of bristly branches, Steve realized he had come to another dead end, this one with a perfectly manicured hedge that ever so slightly created a curve.