TMR FANFIC (mostly newt)

NEWT (part 2)

Second part.

You stand up. You've heard of the grievers that roam the maze at night. You didn't want to come face to face with one. You decided to move around and hopefully avoid any grievers.

You ran out of luck. You hear a noise nearby. A noise that made the hairs on your neck raise and goosebumps to appear. You frantically turn, trying to figure out where the noise is coming from but the echoing from all the walls prevents that.

This was a sound that you would never forget. A metallic sound that signified the approach of a griever.

Adrenaline rushes through your body and your heart speeds up. You start running. You can hear the cranking sound gradually increasing and the smell of oil getting stronger.

That was when something smashed into you.