Heart still racing from the plant flashbacks, Dylan continued on...but at a quicker pace this time. Sweet Merlin, he didn't want anything else grabbing him. He just might have a heart attack.....

When he reached the end of that path, there were options of going left, right, or straight. All three looked darker than what he'd previously been in. So, how to decide...?

Eeny...meeny...miny...moe...Catch a Badger by the toe.......

Hmph. Right it was, then...

Making the turn, Dylan carried on, wand raised high...The hairs on the back of his neck prickled midway through. Was someone following him? It was a good possibility...considering everyone in the classroom was also in this maze...The Slytherin turned, shining the light from the tip of his wand towards the scrub behind him...