Lawrence Maze Runner の小説・ストーリー

My steps were quick, slicing through the crowded hallway filled with omegas who were busy decorating the grand hall. “Fucking move!” I growled. The omegas started moving like scared cats, pressing their body on the wall so they wouldn’t block my path. My footsteps were fast until they turned into a run. I have navigated each part of this palace but this is the first time I realized how big it is. Why is it taking me so long to reach the rogue’s chamber?! After what feels like eternity of running I finally saw the door of her chamber. Omegas are plucking around, like they are watching something interesting.

As I was looking at her, she stopped playing and looked at me. She pointed at me and began to say, "Mama... Who?" Being baffled by her statement, I turned, "Wha-" Before I could say anything, the darkness consumed me as I lost my consciousness falling into the abyss... Lawrence POV:- Ever since I left home, I felt some uneasiness inside me. Like my heart is beating fast from dread and I can't focus on anything. A strange feeling like something bad is going to happen. I can't shake this feeling, it's indicating that something bad is going to happen.

Then I remembered where I was - The tournament. It was the Maze of Runes. "Move!" Cael shouted. The rest of the team moved forward immediately. We started running. I followed them deeper into the maze while Jessie ran beside me. Her breathing was uneven from the sprint, but her eyes were shining with excitement. "That was insane," she said. I shook my head "I wasn't even sure it would work." "But it did." I glanced back briefly. The first chamber was already sealing itself behind us. The massive stone door slowly closed with a loud sound that echoed throughout the maze. I noticed as silver symbols rearranged themselves across the surface then they vanished completely.

I ran deeper into the maze of alleys and side streets, my sensible work shoes slapping against wet pavement. Behind me, I heard shouting. Car doors. Engines. I ran faster. Left turn. Right turn. Through a gap between buildings barely wide enough for my shoulders. Every breath was fire in my lungs, but I didn't stop. Headlights swept the alley ahead. I ducked into a doorway, pressing myself into the shadows as Marcus's BMW crawled past. "Come out, come out, wherever you are," Lawrence's voice carried through the night. "You're only making it worse, baby."

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?

Thank you to everyone who supported me, y'all are part of this success. FURTHER ANNOUNCEMENT: One In A Million will have its spin-off, Run. This one will show how the world works outside the facility during the time they were battling with the parasites and zombies. Lawrence and Georgia will be the lead characters here. I will write it soon, so, stay tuned! Live long, Mickeys!

Miron died on the battlefield. The Starcrest Pack won—but the victory was drenched in blood. That night, Caesar knelt before the graves until dawn, begging for forgiveness, praying Rena might come to him in a dream. But nothing came. Later, he learned from Miron's subordinates that Rena's connection to his uncle had been a financial transaction. So he went back to the graves again, sitting in the cold until morning. He didn't blame her. Not even then. If she would just come back, he'd forgive it all.

Dylan replied Aidan understood him and quickly mind-linked Barton telling him to order the warriors to head home. On getting to the pack house, it was too quiet and Dylan didn't like it, he ran into the house screaming Amara’s name “Amara” “Amara” was no were to be found, including Samuel and Princess “Cassandra” Aidan said confirming his fears “Noooooooooo!” Dylan cried out hysterically running towards the guest rooms hoping Amara is in one of them

"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.

The breeze coming in through the tunnel is giving me the shakes. I take a tiny gulp of my own saliva and force myself to move back towards the mouth of the cave but for some reason, my legs are moving too slowly. It is as if they have turned jelly-o. But I force myself to run as fast as I can. The tunnel is long, way longer than I remember it to be and it feels like forever but I finally reach the mouth of the cave. Three bodies greet me, two of which have their brains leaking out and the other….Larry!