"It's a maze. It's supposed to be hard to get trhough." He kisses her cheek and takes her hand, speeding up to a jog.

The village itself is all but deserted and the continue to follow the crowd to a farmer's field, in which a large maze has been cut into the corn stalks. There are smaller fires lit in various places, making it bright enough to see. Of course, once inside the maze it's whole different story.