The Glade Princess - Into The Maze

14~Well shuck

I faltered as I was faced with the ugly face of a slimy griever. However its attention was diverted when my little overgrown man-children charged around the corner. I grabbed Chuck's hand and darted under a leg of the Griever. We bolted across the walkway over the cavern to the giant door. I paused for a second before the tingling in the back of my neck appeared, and the first door opened. I heard a scream and whipped my head around to see one of the track-hoes being carted off by one of the many Grievers there were.

"Well shit." I muttered before yelling, "Come on guys, first doors open!" After my moment of being distracted Chuck pulled me along to the next round door. As I made my way to the key pad, a Griever came from a hole in the ceiling, that I hadn't noticed, and landed on top of me. I grabbed a spear to keep its hungry mouth away from me. Teresa ran past me to the doors.

"The numbers Rae! Tell me the numbers! Hurry!" I grunted under the weight of the Griever. The rest of the boys were making their way towards the doors while still fighting the Grievers off.

"715," the Griever seemed to get renewed strength and thrashed even more, trying to eat my precious face off.

"What's next! Rae, the next ones!"

"I'm a little," grunt, "Busy!" I let out a little shriek as one of the razor sharp claws cut across my cheek.

"RAE!" Thomas and Newt both yelled, noticing my predicament.

"Fine," I managed to get out, "I'm fine! Kinda. 26483 Teresa! 71526483. For the love of God, HURRY!" I yelled, feeling my arms start to weaken. I gasped as a spear went through the Grievers head, stopping only inches from my nose. A few boys pushed the monster off me. Newt ran over and extended his hand to me. I grunted and slapped it away, heaving myself up just in time to hear the beep of the doors opening.

"Go! Go! Hurry your asses up! We gotta go!" I screamed to the other boys. Everyone made a break for the doors, a few of the slower ones getting swept up by Grievers. And as the last living boy ran past the threshold the doors slammed shut with a whoosh.