Winston Maze Runner 소설 & 이야기

Jack was breathing so heavy while reaching the cartridge of his rifle who fell on the floor when was trying to reload it. "RUN!" He shouted to them and they all continue to run his way to the stairs down to the second floor of the building. But Winston out of shock he can't even move a single step so Jack pushes him downstairs , "GO!" He said and then Winston gasped in shock and immediately ran after the others.

This isn’t something Maya wants to see. Winston storms into the room, but stops short when he sees what’s going on. He stands in the doorway, his mouth hanging open. Then he regains his senses, looks me straight in the eye, and nods. He knows, better than anyone else, that this is Warwick’s only chance.

"So... why are you bring them to my home?" Winston's mouth formed an 'oh.' "I promised Ginie and Audrey I'd bring them worms and gnomes for the garden we were building the last time," he beamed proudly. "Oh... you're really fond of children, aren't you Winston?" He made a little happy smile and his old eyes sparkled with delight. "Yes, ma'am." I smiled at him, too. A little later, the pod appeared in front of me and we both got in. "Hi Marino," I greeted the driver.

"ah!!!!!!!!!!" I couldn't care less about the pain coming from my calf, so I jumped up and tried to climb up, but there was no place to climb on the wall of the pit, and the only depression on it was the unreadable seal script, which seemed to become more clear after being stained with my blood. Probably too much blood loss accompanied by excessive shock, my brain began to confuse, and fell back heavily, desperately looking at the moon hanging in the night sky, cursing the son of a b***h who tricked me into coming here.

“I need you to tell everyone to get ready to leave, and I mean, leave. There will be no turning back or anything like that. Once we’re out from downstairs, we just keep going straight. I will lead the way and fight whoever tries to get in that way.” “Fight? You— you can do that?” She asked. I give her a reassuring nod. “I can and I will. Trust me. I’ve had some… practice.” “Oh, okay. Um… that sounds good, but how will we get out? Remember that outside is basically a maze. We won’t know where to go…” The perks of having runs with Viktor throughout the past few days was that he always led the way. There were times we went for hours just running while I was on his back, and each time, I remembe

I scanned the long trail ahead and spotted a single, gleaming silver Midnight Wolf Runner parked beneath the pines beside the path. I bolted down the ridge, my healed left leg striking the earth with perfect, powerful rhythm, and pressed the bone rune on the key. The machine's light-crystals flashed, and the heavy doors unlocked with a low thrum. I opened the frame and discovered a large wooden box bound with a blood-red hide. I grabbed the box and slid my male body into the high driver's seat.

But also as the leader of his pack, to whom his people relied on his skill and protection. I married a wonderful man, and my heart bursts with happiness. After twenty-eight minutes of running, we finally reached the waterfall, where Eli, the scout, found my sister, Gretta. The whole place was indeed full of sentinels, and we were just lucky that the spot where we stood was too far for them to feel our presence. [That’s the building. In the middle of the woods.] Caden looked at where Eli was staring. There was indeed a facility that looked more like a factory to me. It was surrounded by at least fifteen to twenty sentinels, so I wasn’t sure if we could sneak in there without being detected.

“Cephas, take the rear and Ravenna, keep the thread strong!” “I’m trying, Alpha,” the witch gasped. “The maze is feeding on your pain.” Raiden growled fiercely. Push through it. She needs you. I kept looking around and silently prayed to the Moon goddess to show us the way out of all this chaos. As if to tell me she’d answered my prayers… I finally looked far into the heart of the maze. There, towering stone stood as an archway and was covered in glowing malevolent runes. A riddle was carved deep into the stone, pulsing with dark energy:

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

Our task: reach the summit before sunset while carrying supplies, signaling our progress to the observers. The maze was treacherous. Sharp rocks, sudden drops, and narrow ledges forced every step to be precise. Daren slipped once, and instinctively, I reached for him, steadying him while keeping our momentum. Liora’s eyes were fixed on a distant marker, calculating the shortest route while avoiding traps. The bond pulsed, guiding my focus, alerting me to subtle shifts in the terrain and the presence of hidden dangers.