<div align="center">(http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6674204277_ee99e3ac3c.jpg)<br/></div><br/>The woman squirmed, trying to pull her legs from the gel, which had hardened in such a short amount of time. The light in the room seemed to center around a swirling object, as the goo formed up into what appeared to be a woman. Though the ooze was nearly transparent, it seemed to have a blue tinge to it, almost like a thick water. "I-It's...I'm here!" She yelled, as if everything was not only fine, but amazing. "It's the paranormal main hub! The center! Haha, I was right!" She was referring to her research. Her theory was that the ghosts and demons that were hidden amongst the humans all resided in one area off world when they were not on Earth. Little did she know that this area was not just a hub, but a maze for the damned.<br/><br/>"Zamala, you said? I am Dr. Susan Davidson! Where am I? What are you? Oh, please, I mean no offense." She said, hoping she wasn't coming off as too pushy, when in reality, she appeared like an idiot to the monster who could have devoured her. Luckily for the slime, she didn't need the human for her brains...she needed her for her delicious curves. Humans were said to be very tasty, squishy, and warm creatures. Their soft skin was good for sensuality, though not very great for defending themselves. She completely ignored the questions of the slime creature, though not on purpose. Her mind was racing with too many thoughts.<br/><br/>-<br/><br/><br/><div align="center">(http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6674231387_33e47c44d5.jpg)</div><br/>Joshua was a typical teen. He cared about nothing but himself, and really didn't care much about himself either. He simply went with the flow. He didn't remember what he was doing before he became lost in the maze. It didn't even matter. His life wouldn't go back, not anytime soon.<br/><br/>He awoke from his sleep, if you could call it that, and found himself in a strange hallway. The walls were a pinkish red color, and seemed to be moving. They seemed to be...alive. He walked forward, and realized that this hallway of living flesh was all that surrounded him. The floors were even made of the stuff. "Where the hell am I? What is this shit? It's disgusting..." He mumbled, not panicked at all yet. He walked forward, touching the squishy substance. He punched the wall, which seemed to absorb his fist and simply bouncing his strength back at him. He looked around and simply began walking. "It must be a dream? Or something...Which way to go, which way to go. Hmmm..." He mumbled aloud to himself, simply choosing a way at random and walking at a slow pace down the slim passageway. His hands were stuffed into his hoodie and he was as quiet as he could be.