When you enter the maze, you realize that you may not have to pay as close attention to which way you turn. The hedges are short, only coming up to your shoulders at most, and cut away completely in other places. The branches and leaves are scattered and broken as if they were carelessly cut down. Nested in the sea of hedges are thorns, nails, and the occasional scissors . . . Well, it looks like if you want to cut through, you should still be careful.

Not that you really should need to cut through, you have the maze completely remembered by now, don't you? Left, left, right, left . . . You know where you wish to go, so go, then.