bmz438 DannyH You pass an old man, his grey beard down almost to his knees. He is wringing his hands and muttering to himself. “Today…Yesterday…Today…Yesterday…I’m never going to get out…” You can go East to: bmz219 South to: bmz553 Back to the start: blathermaze_entrance 020113 ... . . 020113 ... User24 I think that old man is '.' It's hard to tell, but I don't think he's made it to the center yet. 020306 ... Whitechocolatewalrus I think that if I were that man, I would be muttering, "I'll do it tomorrow, I'll do it tomorrow." 031122 what's it to you? who go blather from