I sprinted toward the closing door of the maze, my heart pounding in my chest. It was like my body had a mind of its own, moving faster than I could think.
Xiera had already slipped through, and I couldn't let her face whatever was lurking out there alone.
Panic clawed at my insides as I realized that if I lost her, it would be like losing the only family I had left,
even if we weren’t related by blood.She was my sister in every sense that mattered, and the thought of her being out there, vulnerable and alone, filled me with a dread I couldn't shake off.
As I stumbled into the maze, I felt my frustration boiling over.
"What the hell were you thinking, Xiera? You can’t just follow that creature like it’s some kind of game!"
My voice echoed in the eerie silence, laced with anger and fear.
I wanted to reach out and shake some sense into her, to make her understand how reckless she had been.
This wasn’t just a game; it was life or death. No one had ever survived a night in the maze, and here we were, walking straight into danger.
The darkness surrounded us, and with each step, the weight of the situation pressed down on me.
I could feel my anxiety rising, a tight knot forming in my stomach. What if we didn’t make it? What if I failed to protect her?
The thought gnawed at me, and I couldn't let it show. I had to be strong for both of us. "You shouldn't have gone into the maze! You know better than this,"
I continued to scold her, my voice harsh as I tried to mask the fear bubbling beneath the surface.
Xiera walked beside me, her expression unreadable, but I knew her well enough to sense her own turmoil.
She had always been tough, but this was different. I could see the flicker of uncertainty in her eyes, and it made my heart ache.
I wanted to reach out and comfort her, but I couldn’t let my guard down. Not now.
Not when danger lurked around every corner.
As we moved deeper into the maze, the shadows grew longer, and the air thickened with tension.
I kept my eyes peeled for any sign of the Grievers, the monstrous creatures that haunted this place.
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𝐒𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐞- TMR, Minho
Fanfiction𝐒𝐮𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐞- a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant or that has been loved then lost. "The love that remains." a love between a hopeless girl and a hopeless boy.