Corridors of a Labyrinth

Found another one...

They decided to spend the night in this weird weapon-place.

"Ok. Campbell, you sleep over here, near the weapon chest. Me and Mindy will sleep over there in the little hut. It has a bed."

"Um, ooooookaaaaaay. Good night, then."

"Ok, see you in the morning."

Harper and Mindy set off to the hut. The bed was really tiny.

At the sight of this Mindy blushed.

"Well, it's either the floor or on top of me, Mindy. Make a choice."

Mindy blushed like mad and giggled a little before making a decision.

"Uhh...oh, yeah. I'll sleep in the bed with you."

"I thought you'd choose the floor over me but ok, I guess."

Harper hopped on the bed and laid down.

"Ok, Mindy. Come on!"

She jumped on top of him.

They kissed for a while then stopped.

"Ready to sleep?"

"Yeah, I'm really tired."

"Good night then."

"Good night."

---One Hour Later in a weird accent---

Campbell woke up to a tap on the shoulder. A kid, maybe about Harper's age, stood over Campbell under his makeshift blanket of wool he found an hour ago.

"Excuse me, are you Campbell Wheeler?"

"Yes, that's me."

"Are you with a Harper Linden?"

"Yes."

"And a Mindy Engel?"

"Um, yeah."

"Can you take me to them?"

"Sure. What's your name, anyway?"

"I'm Darren Applewood, Harper's best friend. You're his Canadian cousin, correct?"

"Born and raised in Winnipeg."

"Okay, let's go then."

"Yes."

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"So you finally did it, I see. Nice job, Harper."

Both Harper and Mindy's eyes widened at the voice, then Harper screamed at the top of his lungs in fear and pretty much threw Mindy off the bed.

"Ow. You could have used less force."

"I'm sorry, love."

Harper grabbed his knife and pointed it at the slim silhouettes he saw in front of him. Then Darren talked.

"Dude, chill. It's your best friend, Darren."

"Yes, we found another one..."