The Lady Temptation

Another weary traveler stumbles through the broken, rusty gates that creak in the slight breeze.

_She awakens with a gasp._

The exhausted man looks up scanning the overgrown, wild hedge maze before him. He groans in frustration.

_She sees him on the screen before her. She sighs with pleasure, watching him begin the maze. Knowing he is in *way* over his head. Her glossy emerald-shaded lips form a slow, malicious smile._

The man knows he's been through this part of the maze before. He keeps seeing the same blood-red roses around him, their smell slowly seeming to intoxicate him.

_She rises from her silk-covered throw pillows, clothed in scarlet gauze, chuckling to herself as she leaves her dark & spacious lair. She presses a button she leaves._

Suddenly, he sees an opening, he runs for it. He enters a clearing full of bones. The stench of rot fills his nose. A woman comes from nowhere. She is beautiful and so innocent-looking. The stench is replaced by perfume.

_"Take my hand." She whispers gently._