Five

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The walls started to move and everyone knew they won't make it before they would close.

And that was the moment my heart said, "Go."

Inside I ran, one foot after the other.

Running towards them, just a little further.

I reach them and the walls behind me shut tight

Night struck, no efficient source of light.

"Good job. You just killed yourself," Says Minho.

I stared at him in disbelief,fear racing within my bones.

"Let's just take care of Alby," He says and I nod.

Picking him up, we started to walk. 

Me and Minho carried Alby, trying to find a safe place.

A loud scream, Minho throws Alby and picks up the pace.

Annoyed, angry and frustrated at Minho.

Takes a deep breath, that isn't the problem now.

Looks for a solution, sees walls covered in ivy.

Thought for a moment and an idea struck me.

Poem: ''The Maze Runner''Where stories live. Discover now