Halloween is infinitely better when you’re spending it with your favorite people. This year, I was lucky enough to snag tickets for my group, but Karma has other plans. Apparently, I’m the worst person to exist, so here I am, arguing with an employee like I’ve got nothing better to do. Until he comes along. The owner, Silas, has been running Hell’s Hilltop for a few years now, but tonight is the first time I’ve had the unfortunate luck of running into him. With his rogue scare actors and asshole carnies, I’m almost tempted to never step foot in this godforsaken attraction again. I should walk away. Go home and cut my losses. But I just can’t stop making bad decisions. Hell’s Maze is an erotic Halloween short story intended for mature audiences. Content warnings include insta-lust, age gap, sex with a stranger, primal play, and more. Reader discretion is advised.