I entered the corn maze, excited to begin my adventure. The corn had grown high above my head, obstructing my view. As I nervously continued through, the sun slowly set. Soon the afternoon turned to night, and I was still stuck inside the maze. The corn looked menacing as it loomed over my head. After hours of travelling through the maze with nothing but the moonlight to guide me, I collapsed onto the ground. As a bunny hopped in front of me, I asked it, “So what lies ahead of me, rabbit? Starvation? Dehydration?” Corn. Corn lies ahead of me.