You woke up in water-soaked maze with no memory of how you got there. Each step along the corridors, pressed by the walls, turned escape into an impossibility. Panic becomes instinct. Running becomes survival. There is no time to think, no place to rest, no guarantee the next corner won’t be the last. Now there’s only one rule: Run fast. Don’t look back. And whatever you do — don’t let the Duck catch you.
