Here it is! After only two days, the next chapter! If you haven't read the first chapter of Hallways, do so now. It will make little sense otherwise. And this time, as paragraph spacing seems to not work, I will put neat empty lines between paragraphs. ANY HELPFUL ADVICE ON IMPROVING IT IS GLADLY APPRECIATED. Enjoy.

And AGAIN, read chapter one first. There's a button on the bottom that says 'All News Posts'.

Chapter Two

Andrew Werdna woke up. He got out of his bed, opened his bedroom door, walked into the hallway, closed his bedroom door, walked down the hallway, and reached a junction leading to the left and right. He turned right, went down that hallway, and came to a wall with seven ladders across it. He climbed up the third ladder from the left and went up a staircase. The floor leveled out and presented him with an eight-way junction. He kept moving forward and through a corridor, opened a door...

Never in this did he change his pace, and he didn't consider any other pathway. Despite all the countless misleading doors, hallways, ladders, and staircases, only the correct ones were chosen.

Finally he reached the room with the four order black painted walls white. He fell through the floor and was prepared again. Two men watched the monitor, one shocked and one sullen.

"AMAZING! Over a thousand dead ends yet he maneuvers through it PERFECTLY!"

"We already knew every step he was going to take. He plays out a random movement sequence mentally as he rests. Probably dreaming it. We record that, and recreate his patterns into the maze. Where the sequence ends is where we place the Origin Room. Every other room he may erroneously walk into, at least by our calculations, will shoot a needle into his chest, I aim it, that paralyzes his body and regresses his brain to an earlier state so we can determine what went wrong or adjust our scanning shell. Each time that happens the complexity of his run-through increases significantly. He hasn't been wrong for quite a while now, so we may be at our peak."

"So you essentially read his mind and test how you believe he'll move?"

"Exactly. Along these lines are endless possibilities. We could read people's intentions, plot out their actions, know everything they know. We're using Andrew to research absolute thought control. The government would be infallible."

"Is this the end, now that your conclusions are invariably correct?"

"No." He sighed. "This is only the first step. He's doing this all subconsciously. It is only the infinite repetition and my recorded voice urging him forwards as he sleeps that keeps our results consistent. What we need to do now is make him realize he's in a maze consciously. The question is that if he knows and understands his predicament, will we still be able to be ahead of his thought?"

"How do you, er-we..." He was recently assigned to assist the other man with the experiment, and he noticed he seemed to prefer the term 'we'. "How do we accomplish this?"

The project leader smirked and said,

"I'm going into his little world."

To be continued...