Maze Runner Page 250 Novels & Stories

It’s a decent throw, but Quentin is clearly the winner of the four. “That was great, Hanibanchi!” He waves at me and goes stand with the guys as they wait for the rest of the competitors to finish their games. By the end, Quentin places 5th, Zayne 7th, Gin 9th, and Jade 25th. Jade, who is making out with Kenya, doesn’t seem to care and has effectively quit. Quentin, Zayne, and Gin move to the log throw. That one aims to throw a log so that it lands in the 12 o clock position, and let's just say they all failed that one. The final game is the maze, where you are blindfolded and have to follow directions to get out—the fastest time wins. Quentin takes about ten minutes to get out, which places

CHAPTER 125 ~3RD PERSON’S POV~ Anaya, Derren, and his warrior wolves rushed across each passage, bursting through the large metal walls and cutting straight through the maze. They had run for a while, but the center was still a little far in. The maze was a complicated series of turns that went from sharp turns to curves. “How far is the center supposed to be?” Anaya asked. “Not sure, but we should be there in a few minutes,” Derren replied.

After all, jumping from window to window would be a lot faster than going down and up a flight of stairs. There were two games that Zen knew were good options to train his running skills. The first was a straightforward reflex runner game called Maze Runner. He had to collect speed boosts in the game to complete the maze level and avoid running into walls as he ran. The second game was a personal favourite. It was an obstacle running competition against an artificial intelligence opponent. While the game did not have many in-game elements, the controls and special animation effects were what made the game so thrilling. It was called Street Sprinter.

"Can you actually run, or are you going to be a problem?” "I can run." "You are already limping." "I said I can run." He turned left. I ran. The maze was three floors, connected by stairwells that were not marked on any visible map, so you either found them by moving or you died waiting. The walls were concrete panels on slow hydraulic tracks, moving inward at a rate that was almost imperceptible until suddenly it was not. A corridor that was eight feet wide became six feet, then four, and if you were still in it at two feet, the sensors registered you as eliminated, and the panels completed the job.

Trial Two is called the Endurance Maze. The sect built it into the mountain's lower face — a formation-carved labyrinth that floods with condensed Ki pressure at random intervals, meant to test whether a candidate's body and spirit can handle sustained hostile energy without collapsing. Officially, you pass by reaching the exit. Unofficially, you pass by not getting carried out on a stretcher, which happens to roughly one in eight candidates based on the exit crowd I observe from the Trial Two staging area.

They would be like ants drowned in consolidated droplets, and the water wouldn’t know the difference. Even as Sasha’s heart pounded with fear for both his and Aki’s lives, he willed himself to think quickly. He was using both his memory and mental calculations to study all the turns they passed in a blur and all the others they took in haste. Like in a house of mirrors, everything looked the same. But Aki was right, the maze was following cat’s cradle patterns. Each design lasted for exactly ten minutes unless they tripped a wire, in which case the maze would immediately proceed to the next. There was also a transition of ten seconds between designs.

Only mine. *********************

Our eyes met as the door shut behind me. The maze of people that blocked my way earlier to reach room 3254 now were not such a hassle for me to surpass. This time around I just let them swallow me whole. As I reach the doors I can see Leah Meyers, the woman at the front desk, looking at me with the same hazed expression as earlier. I locked eyes with her for just a brief second, before I burst through the glass sliding doors as it opened. The weather is quite hot today, unusually hot. A strange ringing sound started to sound in my ears. How strange?

I’m impressed. “ Let’s time it.” I read Speed saying. Ratchet presses a few keys and a stopwatch pops up in the corner of the screen. I see his finger hover over a button as he watches the track. When Speed is directly in front of us Ratchet hits the button and Speed takes off like a rocket. I swear she is back in front of us before I can blink. I look over at the stopwatch and see it has stopped at one hundred and twenty-five seconds. Ratchet types “ That is at one hundred and twenty miles per hour.” Holy fuck she is going that fast already. I see Ratchet reset the stopwatch. “ Speed’s words come across the screen “ Let’s see if we can do better.” Do better is she fucking kidding right now?

The Labyrinth – Exit Cave Tunnel– Night The labyrinth shook beneath their feet as they ran, the ancient structure groaning like a dying beast. Rocks tumbled from above, and walls split open in bursts of sand and dust. Each step was a gamble—loose rubble, hidden crevices, sudden collapses threatening to swallow them whole. Their torches cut narrow cones of light through the pitch-black tunnel, flickering wildly with every tremor. Boots scraped against damp stone as they dodged debris, breath ragged with fear and adrenaline. Ahead, the faint sound of dripping echoed through the corridor—slow, deliberate, like the cavern itself was counting down to its last breath. They halted at a crossroads i