Minho looks at me kindly, trying not to stare. Is he telling the truth? Are there monsters out there that will eat us?
"What we gonna do?" I ask.
"Run." He hauls his backpack by me and puts his hands on my shoulders. "Its the only way."
"But...im not a runner like you." I say looking to the floor.
"You never know until you try."
"o-ok." He turns around and stands in a race start.
"Ya ready?" He asks rather loudly.
"I guess." We start running and i realize that this place is dangerous. Every corner theres a screech not far away. Im quite fast though, i can keep my pace with Minho, the keeper of the runners, so i must be pretty damn good.
"Shhh" He puts a finger to his mouth and stops running. He peeks around the corner then quickly looks back to me.
"Shit...Griever." I hear a faint clicking noise then it gets louder and louder until...
"RUN!" We start running again, this time with a lot of looking forward, not back. Grievers don't seem to be good at running straight but they are still fast. I see a wall thats starting to close but its still plenty wide enough to get to the other side. Minho runs through and gets there just as it starts getting claustrophobic. I wait for the griever to get close and then i run through.
"AMETHYST NO, COME ON, GOOOOOO." Minho yells from the other side. Its starts squeezing my legs until, Im free! I look back at the griever, squashed to a pulp by the wall.
"Wow, you just killed a griever, another damn record."
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We wait outside the entrance to the glade, which only opens at daylight hours because of grievers. The sun rises and the door opens, welcoming us, is a group of gladers.
"Amethyst KILLED a bloody griever." Minho says patting my back.
"You two shanks, my office now." Alby yells. Shit....
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Minho's girl -Maze runner LS-
AdventureEver since that day Minho looked down at me when i was in the box, i knew he would be mine. -Some things are changed as Minho's character is quite small in the first story/movie, There will most probably be a sequel with the storyline of the Scorch...