*Vvwoom!*
*Swoosh..*
The Ark, which Midas had christened the Silver Surfer, sailed resolutely over the vast expanse of sand, cutting through the enigmatic pathways of the Infinite Maze.
Days had passed and this day marked the beginning of the third week in the Trial. This meant they had been in there for 14 days already, almost 10% of the total time they were allowed to spend in the Trial.
They only had 166 more days to get out of there. That sounded like loads of time, but when because they were in a place called the Infinite Maze, that amount of time ended up becoming less realistic.
Even if they sailed for days, they might not find anything of value.
This realisation seemed to be building up in the hearts of everyone who had gotten used to relentlessly progressing through the checkpoints in the maze, making them restless.
