𝐒𝐀𝐅𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 ★ 𝙏𝙈𝙍

[16] Chaos

All Elsie could hear was the shouts and screams of Gladers and the roars and growls of the Grievers as she Ran through the field of tall Crops, leaves whacking her in the face as she hurried to keep up with Teresa, running as she pulled her along.

"Stay down!" Thomas yelled as they reached the middle of the field, crouching down amongst the crops. Elsie fell to the ground, hugging her knees to her chest as she shook violently, the Screams of Gladers ringing in her ears. The group was silent as they stayed crouched down in the crops, hidden from the Grievers.

When they thought all was safe, a Griever's metal arm emerged through the thick crops, Clamping itself around Zart's back and flattening him to the ground as he yelped out in fear. "Zart!" Thomas yelled, running forward to grab onto him. Elsie whimpered as she watched Zart Fly back through the crops, screaming as the Griever caught him.  Zart's cries for help echoed across the Glade as the group began running again through the crops, unable to help him as The Griever killed him.

The group met up with Clint and Jeff, who were both supporting Alby to stand up. "What's going on??" Alby asked. "They're here," Thomas replied, catching his breath. "Grievers??" Jeff exclaimed, his eyes widening in fear.  Elsie cried out in fear as a Griever suddenly appeared a few meters before them, watching as the Griever brutally killed a screaming Glader. "its got me!" a Glader cried out, getting pulled away by the leg into the dark of the forest. They were everywhere, in every corner, and killing off Glader after Glader.

Teresa took a step back, wrapping a protective arm around Elsie as her eyes travelled across the Glade, searching for any other Grievers. "Thomas, what do we do??" Jeff exclaimed. Screaming Gladers soon emerged from the woods behind them, running away from two other Grievers. The Group began to run away in the opposite direction once more, Only to screech to a halt when a Griever crashed through the hut near them, blowing it to smithereens and blocking their path.

Elsie jumped into action, Rushing forward and picking up a Lantern, launching it at the Griever, Elsie gasped, getting pulled back by pairs of arms as the Griever was set on fire, letting out a piercing screech. "Everyone, Go go go!" Thomas yelled, leading the group away from the blazing Griever as it began to spin around in an attempt to put out the fire.

They were off again, running across the field towards the council house as the Griever, who had managed to smother the fire by rolling itself in the Grass, begun to gain on them, roaring so loud Elsie's ears began to ring. Elsie screamed as another Griever intercepted them, Grabbing the boy who was running behind her. 

"Continue running! don't stop!" Thomas yelled, shoving her forward so she wouldn't stop running as The Griever who had been chasing them continued chasing after them after his interruption. Alby tripped over his own feet, landing on the grass, causing the group to come to a halt. "Alby!" Jeff yelled, running forward to help him up, Frypan coming to help.

"Get behind me!" Thomas shouted, standing at the front of the Group as the Griever before them screeched to a stop. Thomas kept the Machete he had picked up pointed straight at the Griever, who didn't seem intimidated in any way. Elsie began to sob, hiding her face in Teresa's sleeve as the Griever began to approach them, ready to pounce. 

but before the Griever could do anything, he was suddenly impaled. Elsie spun around and spotted, Newt, Minho and Frypan running towards them. They were saved! Everyone began to run once more, getting closer and closer to the Council hall. Chuck stood at the door, holding out a Lantern. "Come on! Come quick!" he yelled.