The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The concrete floor of the subterranean greenhouse was slick with a viscous, amber sap that smelled of copper and old rot, and Elias Thorne, a thirty-four-year-old botanist whose hands were already raw and bleeding from the struggle, found his ankles firmly bound by the thick, pulsating tendrils of the Golden Maze. He had come here to survive the night, to sever the central root before the...

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