I almost fell off the wall but I managed to hold on. When the wall stopped moving, I saw that another path had been made in front of me on the top of the walls.
I ran along it and heard the Griever finally manage to scale the wall. I ran along the wall and followed it until there was no where to go.
I looked behind me to see the Griever still chasing me and I gulped. I looked over the edge and sighed. The wall was only about three meters tall. It wouldn't kill me. It would hurt though.
I looked back one more time before I jumped. Time seemed to slow as I fell towards the ground. The Griever was screeching and my heart was pounding. Everything came back to me once I hit the ground though. I heard a crunch as I landed and pain stabbed all the way from my left leg to my side. I screamed.
I heard the Griever above me and I began to get up. I fell down once more and I took a breath. Adrenaline surged through my body and gave me the strength to get up and keep moving. I could see the night starting to fade and I smiled slightly before realising the Griever was still behind me and I ran once again.
It was painful, i'll admit that. Although the fear of the Griever was greater and I pushed myself to keep moving. I seemed to be able to keep ahead of the creature somehow. I turned a corner and looked ahead. There was a section closing. I remembered that I came that way earlier from the Glade. My chance to get back was closing. If that closed than I would be dead.
I started to run towards it. At the mouth of the section, I stopped. If this closed while the Griever was still inside it, it would kill it and i'd be free to walk back to the Glade. I looked behind me. The Griever was thundering toward me. With one more glance at the still closing doors, I ran.
The corridor was much longer than I had originally thought and I struggled to get through. The Griever was slowly getting crushed and I made it through just before the doors closed completely. I laughed hysterically and turned around. There was guts and machine parts on the floor and it smelled awful but I was just happy to be alive.
I sat down and my laughing died down. I heard a clicking. It sounded like the Grievers and I silently hoped there wasn't another one because I didn't have the energy to deal with it. I looked at the remains of the Griever and saw a blinking red light.
I stood up, groaned and walked towards it. It was the exact same clicking I heard when the Griever was chasing me. I reached my hand through to pick it out and jumped back when its leg moved. I hoped it was just a reflex. I hesitantly reached my hand back in and tugged. Some kind of internal organ came out in my hand and I retched.
The clicking was coming from inside it and I pulled whatever it was out. It was a silver cylinder. There was a red number flashing on one end.
7
I watched the number flash for a while. In the ditance I heard the doors open from the Glade. There was a loud screech from somewhere behind me and I dropped the cylinder in fear. I retraced my steps until I got to the coridoor that led to the Glade. My leg was about to give out and I called out a broken,
"Hey!"
No-one answered me and I sighed. I saw that Alby was no longer where Minho left him and I hoped a Griever hadn't gotten to him.
I got about halfway to the doors when my leg collapsed. The last thing I heard was,
"Guys, look!"
Then my eyes closed and I was gone to the world.
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More than 4 Walls (The Maze Runner)
FanfictionCreated on Wednesday the 1st of October, 2014. Completed on the 7th of October, 2014 What if Teresa died in the maze before Thomas could do anything to figure out what to do to get them out? What if W.I.C.K.E.D had a plan b? Ravyn is their back u...