Griever

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Another short chapter.
And I mean really short
Really, what was my younger self thinking?
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Chapter 3 - Griever
I was woken at the crack of dawn by Newt.
My first reaction was to scream but he put his hand over my mouth. He must have done this a lot.
When I realized it was him I calmed. He saw me calm and removed his hand. He gestured for me to follow him once I had cleaned up. I ran alongside him, which surprised him. He must have thought I wouldn't be able to keep up.
When we reached our destination Newt was startled at how energized I seemed. "How are you so energized? You don't look like a runner to me."
I gave him a scathing look. He raised his hands in defense. "Sorry. Didn't mean to insult you."
He approached the wall we were at. Lifting some ivy he revealed a small window. "Look." I looked in it and grew bored quickly.
I tried to turn away but Newt would just force me back. Suddenly a whirling sound drew my attention. It came closer. A giant metallic creature appeared. It dripped a weird goo from its mouth and had stingers coming out of its body. It looked like a nightmare come true.
I backed away quickly but I was intrigued as well as terrified. Newt answered my unasked question. "That's a griever. It's why only runners ever go into the maze. If you get stung by one you don't have much of a chance at survival."
True fear showed on my face. Who would create such a creature?

Sorry for the short chapter.
Next one will be longer. Promise
Later Gladers,
Tmr_Potterhead250

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