"Hey! Let's go this way!" Sam said, gesturing toward a door with an old-fashioned shield hanging from it. Both Sam and Tom liked the medieval times, and ate up books like "The Knights of the Round Table". "All right, let's do it." Tom agreed. Sam noticed that the maze changed as soon as they went through the heavy oak doors. The air became musty, the walls went from plain concrete to square bricks. Torches also lit the way.
Just then, a loud bellow could be heard from behind the two boys. "RUN! IT'S THE MINOTAUR!" screamed Tom. Thinking quickly. Sam grabbed an unlit torch and wedged it between the two door handles. "That won't hold him for long, there must be something around to defend ourselves with." Sam said. "I found something!" Tom cried. "It is...