93-year-old Sam Newman had been getting lost whenever he left his condo. How he ended up in a labyrinth, with a Minotaur menacing him, was never clear…
– – Prepare to meet your doom…
– – Huh?
– – I’m a Minotaur. And you’re toast…
– – What?… I forgot my hearing aid.
– – I’m a Minotaur, the worst creature there is.
– – Huh?
– – A Minotaur…
– – Dammit… I don’t have my glasses either…