Protea - TMR (Newt)

Gone

I stared at the walls for about five minutes

Something seemed off about them-

"Newt"

He looked up at me but I refused to take my eyes off the doors

"The maze, it's open"

Newt gave me a questioning look then looked where I was looking and finally realised what I meant

I heard Newts breathing hitch and almost looked like he froze in place

Winston ran over alerting other gladers that the doors aren't closing, he must've noticed too

"Winston!" I call him over an as he runs towards us I notice a grieving lurching closer to the doors down the corridor

"Shit, come on!"

I drag Newt and begin running towards the fields as Winston follows

"Where's Fry?!" I shout at Winston as he gains distance

"I don't know but he should be fine regardless!" Winston shouts back

I continue holding onto Newts arm refusing to let go

We dash into the corn fields trying to hide from multiple grievers that had just entered

"Ow!" I bump into someone who lets out a yelp of pain and quickly realise we've stumbled across Thomas, Teresa and Minho

There were others also huddling around trying to hide themselves in the tall crops

I help Thomas up from the ground

"You okay?" I question, Thomas nods in response

Click

I whip my head round as I heard a familiar noise and then scraping sounds

I wish this sound was one of the gladers but I know to well, this isn't good

I can't tell what direction its coming from

I gesture for everyone to be as quiet as they can but even after that I still hear teeth chattering from fear, "shuck" I mumble to myself

My breathing stops

Click, shriek!

That noise, I heard it exactly when I got stung in the maze

"Everyone get down!" I shout but fall right onto the ground as a griever jumps onto our huddle

My body moved before my mind did and my feet were soon moving faster than ever through the fields with others who also acted quickly

Thomas lead the group swiping long grass out of his way

A shiver went down my body as a scream echoed through the fields

It caught someone, the grieving now had its leg going through one of the gladers

As I looked up from the now lifeless body my eyes met with the grievers it let out a chilling screech and started dashing towards us

"Shuck! Guys hurry up!!" I screamed as the griever gained distance

There was no way we're outrunning this thing

Just as it was about to pounce a spear pushed it back down

"Fry!" Winston exclaimed as he stared at his best friend who now was holding a spear that had pierced through the griever while other boys also pierced it down

I was now breathing again after holding my breath in fear "holy shuck" I pant as I bring Fry into a small hug before finally looking around and realising how many buildings were now destroyed