With Newtmas 2

Grievers Choice part 3

THOMAS POV:

I thought for bit. Is it a trick question? 

"Yes" I said. 

Alby nodded at Minho. Minho walked me in the opening the boys have left and sat me on my knees. He cut the rope and left the opening. I stood up and turned to the boys. 

"You must meet a griever. They will decide your fate" said Alby. 

"What" I asked. 

No one said anything. I tried to run but Gally stopped me and threw me on the ground with his pole. I sat up and looked at everyone. The wind came and I heard sounds. 

"Is this because I accepted everything you did" I asked. 

"No, we just have a ritual for the newbie" said Alby. 

"POLES" he yelled. 

The boys pointed their poles at me. I stayed sitting. They used their poles to stand me up. 

"No" I said. 

The boys kept pushing me out of the glade. 

"CAN'T WE TALK ABOUT THIS" I yelled. 

"Do you want to be a glader or not Tommy" asked Newt. 

"I do but isn't there another way" I asked. 

The boys continued to push me in. I was almost in what looks like a maze. 

"You will be fine Tommy" said Newt. 

I was in between the closing walls. The boys pulled their poles back and I entered the maze. The walls sealed shut and I was trapped in the maze. I tried to open the doors. It didn't work. I tried to punch the wall. It didn't work. My hands ended up hurting and I fell to my knees crying. My knuckles were bleeding. I cried till a heard something. The walls must of moved in the distance. I heard a big creature and a few roars in the distance. I wiped my eyes and stood up. I need to go but where? Also what kind of ritual is this? I would prefer they cut my dick off. It would hurt but I'm still alive. I started running around looking for a place to hide. I have to hide from what ever a griever is. I wish that is was small like a spider. Then I could squish them. Or that they were puppies. Then I would be tackled with kisses. It would be better than some monster. I ran around a wall. There was vines covering the wall. I can climb to the top and hide up there. I still can't believe this has happened. Is it bad I still love Newt? I wish we could be cuddling right now. He is probably sleeping with everyone else. Lucky. I started climbing the vines. Hopefully this works. The vine snapped and I fell under them. I groaned and cried out a little as my back smack against the ground. I calm down and looked around me. I'll just lay here for a minute. I heard something and stayed silent. A robot walked in front of me. That must be the griever. I was silent and scared. The griever stopped. I was yanked out of the vines and the griever held me in the air. I tried to free myself but couldn't. The griever played with me like when a cat plays with a mouse. So close to freedom but still so far from it. The griever looked at me as it wondered what to do. Then it stopped and held me. It had it's claws around my chest. The griever pulled out a giant needle. I started to panic and squirm. 

"No, no, no. Let me go" I said. 

The griever stung me and I screamed. My body burned and I fainted as the griever carried me.