Hearing the train whistle, Faye panicked. Steam from the engine enveloped the station, blocking her view. Pelting forward, she grabbed the door and hauled herself inside. Fingers nearly slipped as blood stained the brass handle. 

“I gotcha.” Hands grabbed her shoulders. “Looks like you need help, lass.” 

“Well, were am I? And were shall we go?”

“You have been trapped in a maze, beyond space or time. Your goal is to get to the maze ’s exit without getting killed. And I am going to guide you”.

"The Magnificent Seven" meets "Star Wars."

SAY WHAT?????