Novel The Maze Runner Novels & Stories

"And the maze is designed to break whatever is left of your sanity. The corridors span miles. There are traps. There are echoes of your past. And there are no clocks. You could be down here for days. There is a bottle of water and three protein bars in the chest in front of you. You will hunt each other in the dark until one of you stops breathing. Welcome to the Abyss." The PA system clicked off. It left behind a heavy, crushing silence, broken only by the distant, rhythmic dripping of water. I stood alone in the pool of light. I was bleeding, barefoot, and stripped of the intoxicating power I had held in the Conservatory. I was at the bottom of the world, hunted by a lethal operative in a

He tore the tube out of his arm, bloody spots dotting his white clothes. He lunged at Maya, yanked her out of bed. Right then, a huge black hand burst up from under the mattress, crushing the bed into bent metal scraps. The Hallway of Books Maya stumbled, her legs weak, but she kept moving. She grabbed a heavy metal tray and swung it at the nurse. The nurse didn’t dodge – she just became a cloud of red butterflies and vanished. “The door! Find the red door!” Maya shouted. They raced into the hallway. But it wasn’t a hospital anymore. The hall was built out of millions of books, stacked tall as the ceiling. The floor was clear glass, and underneath Maya saw something awful. Hundreds of people