The rest of its body was intertwined to make up the rest of the maze. It took time to construct. He was ready for it. He held a torch while Irma advanced. There was nothing to be afraid of. She said to herself advancing. They stared at the telescoped alcove of the dragon's mouth. There was a trail of metal torches with green fire on the stone wall. The floors were made of stone.

"How long did it take to build this place?"

Victor searched for clues. Irma felt at the walls and she peeked at the trail of torches. She took a small paper off the side of the torch and unfurled it.

"All that glitters is not gold

But in this case, don't be fooled?"

Her eyes narrowed on the stone floors, the ceilings bejewelled with refractive green crystals and the line of torches on the walls, she glanced at a torch, the bulb was not glowing as much as the rest of them, it was simply catching light from the others. It highlighted its deep yellow pigment. She smiled at the golden apple and hurried toward it.