I approached this game like a newborn child, innocent and completely unaware of the new world I was coming into. Main Menu. Start Game. Bliss. Crazy Maze began providing a unique experience like no other, offering a beautiful adventure through an epic landscape of fence and tree. I felt at home, like being cradled gently in the quiet hospital room of my birth. My character, which seems to be a metaphor for the common cow, is destined to escape from the constraints of the cattle life, and is locating each portal to the next labyrinth. A sense of nostalgia clouds my mind as I dance through the levels, the music inciting sheer joy in my heart. And then I arrive. Level 3-3. Level 3-3 provided me with the most chilling and unforgiving traversal I could ever imagine. The Leaves had fallen from the trees. The Houses once full of life and colour, lay barren and empty. And the Maze... The Crazy Maze... I could see now that so many fell victim to the abyssal hell I had found myself in, skulls littering the path ahead. I realise now that there is no escape. The ending is not the end. I am but a pawn in the Crazy Maze's grand plan. It all makes sense now. I am the cow. I am the Crazy Maze. This is who I am. And who I will always be.
God is dead. A n d W e. W e a r e t h e o n e s w h o k i l l e d h i m.
(Recommended for Fans of Labyrinths)
