Help the girl, slay the Minotaur, escape the labyrinth.
I can feel the slight tug of the red, bloody waters as I trudge towards a narrow tower of light. It’s where two absolutely massive, towering doors stand, the only structure in this strange landscape I find myself in. I manage to reach the doors, push my way through them, and I am absorbed by a bright, blinding white light. I gasp, sitting up on a stone block, surrounded by a flickering torch, and crude stone hewn walls.
This, is Theseus.