Michael and Gaya delved deeper into the convoluted maze, its paths twisting and turning in a seemingly endless tangle. The walls of the maze were high and imposing, crafted from dark stone that absorbed the faint light, casting long, ominous shadows.
"Are you sure we're not just going in circles?" Gaya asked, her frustration growing with every turn that led them seemingly nowhere. "This place is a damn labyrinth!"
"Patience, Gaya. Mazes are meant to be confusing," Michael replied, trying to keep his bearings amidst the ever-changing paths.
They encountered dead ends and deceptive turns, each pathway leading to more complexity rather than providing any clarity. The air was stale, and the silence was only broken by their footsteps and the occasional distant, eerie sound that seemed to come from nowhere.
"Damn it, this is pointless!" Gaya cursed, kicking a loose stone in annoyance. "We could be here forever at this rate."
