Oct 25, 2020
who: @sutton-day when: sunday, october 25th @3:00pm where: a corn maze outside of mystic, ct.
The corn maze had been an idea born from the need to give his friend something new and lighthearted to do. The idea however, had quickly been proven to be nothing but idealistic the further and further the two had descended into the actual maze. Each turn seems identical to the next, and with the setting sun, Forrest finds himself growing more and more frustrated. “Okay, I really do think that this is new. This fork right her is slightly more curved than the other one, and we haven’t seen that family in awhile, right? That has to be a good sign.” Or a very, very bad one. “I think we’re close to the exit, Sut. I can feel it.”