At a play hall I visited, I stumbled upon a medieval-themed maze attraction. I went into it, thinking I could handle the challenge. Little did I know, this was actually rather more something of an Escape Room than a maze. As I walked around the tight corridors of solid stone, which were lit up only by old-fashioned torches, I felt my body started to change... What I didn't realize, was that with every passing minute I spent looking for the exit, I lost one month worth of age. I kept regressing and regressing, and when I stopped to look for the right hallway after I was confronted with a multiple path system, ...I finally noticed everything was getting gradually bigger. No, that wasn't it -- I was getting smaller! ...or, to be more accurate -- younger! It finally clicked. I looked around -- one hallway... another hallway... another one, and-- <Crinkle Crinkle...!> ...diaper?!

I finally recognized that I had shrunk all the way to a preschooler, complete with a short fluffy tail; two little ears, pink from the inside since I had lost the layer of beige fur that covered my ears' insides as an adult; and an appropriately-colored diaper around my waist! If I wanted to be able to leave this maze, I had to be quick, or I would come out of the attraction waddling on all fours rather than actually walking. I was gradually shrinking, but even so, still the walls seemed to close in on me. Was my mind playing tricks on me? If I could make it out of this maze, I would have an additional task to complete -- find someone who could put me into a clean diaper.