Thomas POV:
"Come on! This stage is closing, we can lose it down here!" The veteran commanded before running down the hallway.
*Grrhhhh*
A griever emerged from one of the hallways, charging at me, ready to consume me right away. Though my brain was sending millions of signals throughout my body, my legs just stubbornly refused to move. Half of my brain was asking me to move, the other half was asking me to kill it.
How could I possibly kill a gigantic machine with only a knife?
Wild thoughts went through my mind as my heart thumped faster and faster. The smell of rusts were diffusing across me, into my lungs as the floor vibration intensify.
The stage where Min Ho sprinted into began to close, defying the law of physics as the wall slid pass the ground, throwing sparks and dusts into the air as it moved.
My thoughts started falling into place like jigsaw . It seems like the walls were on my side, eagered to destroy the monster.
Time was running out, I had to do it. The mechanical machine was just a few metres away from me.
It is now or never.
I stiffened my leg, and bolted straight into the stage.
The walls around me were closing at an alarming rate, with the right wall gliding across the ground, ready to meet the left, crushing whoever is between it.
*Chik Chik Tik Chik*
"Come on, Tommy! Don't look back!" Min Ho shouted as he reached the other end.
Despite comprehending his words, I looked back. The griever was slithering across the ground, the sound of mechanics filling my ears, as it draws nearer. The machine then extended out another hand with a spike protruding it , attempting to prick me but to no avail.
Soon after, the griever was fighting for allowance, struggling to move as the walls seal its fate.
"Run, Thomas! Run!" Min Ho continued yelling.
The stone wall was connecting to me as I continued sprinting. Min Ho was just meters away from me, I can't give up. Not now.
The monster refused to die alone, intending to bring me with him. It lengthen out another hand, endeavouring to seize me. A short gush of wind swept past me as the metallic claw tried to grasp hold of me. Fortunately, the griever missed and let out a series of cries as the walls compressed it.
Just then, I felt something grabbing hold onto my vest.
"Thoma-!"