𝙀𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨

𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙮 breaths and loud footsteps echo throughout the large hallway as Blake, Thomas, and Minho all run for their lives.

"𝙃𝙚𝙮!" Thomas screams from beside Blake, making the group of teenagers who stand down the hallway turn their heads.

"𝙍𝙪𝙣!" Blake and Thomas both shout in unison as Newt narrows his eyes at the trio sprinting towards them.

Just as the blonde leans closer with his eyes narrowed at the three silhouettes sprinting toward them, screeches and growls echo from behind the three, making Newt's feet start to stumble back.

"Shit." Newt mutters under his breath as he and the teens surrounding him kick their feet into a run.

"Hey!"

"Go! Get outta here!" Blake screams at the top of her lungs as her flashlight flickers all over the tunnel in her hands.

As the trio sprints to catch up with the group that's now at a full sprint, Blake looks over her shoulder at the creatures screeching and growling from behind her. The girl's stomach drops at the mob of cranks chasing after them.

Blake, Minho, and Thomas all pick up their pace and push their limbs into bigger strides as they make it to the front of the group.

"Thomas, Minho, Blake? What the hell are those things?" Winston questions in a panicked yell as the teenagers sprint up a pair of old escalators.

"I don't know. Just keep going!" Thomas yells as his hand subconsciously glides down into Blake's.

"Move! Move!"

Screeches and growls echo from behind them as they rush onto a new level. Coming to a sudden halt, Thomas throws a hand in front of Blake as a crank turns its head toward them.

Blake's eyes widen with panic as the crank starts to stumble/sprint towards them."𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙏."

From beside Blake, Aris jumps on the balls of his feet before picking up a short metal pole.

Thomas must have known what was going through the boy's head because, simultaneously, Thomas yelled, "Aris, no!" The boy lunged forward and connected the weapon to the crank's legs, making the creature fall to the ground in a loud screech.

Blake, Minho, and Thomas all shot in different directions as the crank landed right where they were standing. All teenagers split up as more cranks screeched and howled as they came up the stairs.

Blake stands at the bottom of a new set of stairs, stumbling back and aiming her flashlight in a cranks face that growls and snarls at the girl. Adrenaline continues to pump through the girl's veins as she tries to move further away from the creature.

"I take it back! This is my worst nightmare!" Blake screams in panic as the creature continues clawing at the floor.

Thomas glances over to Blake, seeing she is in trouble, and runs down from the stairs. As soon as he gets a few steps away, a crank climbs halfway over the railing and screeches in his face—making the boy stop in his tracks.

Blake looks around in panic as she realizes she's trapped. Her green eyes scan around her for anything to defend herself before her eyes land on a metal pole that came loose from the escalator's railing.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰

Blake quickly darts forward and bends the metal off, flinching and jumping back as it comes loose.

Both of the girl's hands wrap around the metal before swinging it down on the crank's head—knocking it off to the ground below.

Blake's eyes widen as her heart hammers against her chest—watching the creature fall to its death. The small girl cringes and wrinkles her nose up in disgust as she notices the splatter of black liquid covering the ground.

𝘖𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘥

The girl's mouth hangs open for a split second as her eyes cast back down to the metal in her hands. After a pause, a smirk slowly forms across Blake's lips. "Yeah! Take that, you ugly bitch!" The girl yells over the railing as she raises her middle finger to the dead creature below.

As Blake whips her head back to Thomas, another one of the cranks flies to the pit below them, making Blake's smirk fall and eyebrows furrow as Thomas grabs her arm.

Pulling her with him as he climbs the stairs—the rest of the group sprints beside them, all shouting and yelling for everyone to hurry.

The growling and screeching from the creatures continue echoing throughout the abandoned building as Blake looks around for an exit.

"Where the hell do we go?" She questions in between breaths as her feet carry her beside Thomas.

"We gotta find a way out of here!" Fry yells as the group continues to sprint for their lives.

Flashlights from every teenager flicker and flash from their panicked sprints.

Blake whips her head over her shoulder, quickly glancing behind her, noticing Newt falling behind from his limp. Her sprint slows down a bit as Thomas attempts to reach for her arm, but she slows until she comes side by side with the blond.

Blake reaches a hand out, grabs onto Newt's, and pushes her pace faster, pulling the blonde with her.

"Come on, Newty!" Blake pants in between breaths.

Just as Blake pulls Newt up to her speed, glass shatters from beside them, making Blake's back hit the ground hard.

A scream of terror rips through Blake's lips, immediately stopping the group of teenagers in their tracks.

"𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙚!" A chorus of screams echo throughout the abandoned building as Blake holds her forearms in front of her to block the creature.

The crank growls and snaps in the girl's face as she lets out another panicked scream. Salty tears blur Blake's vision as she fights to keep the thing off her.

"Help!" Blake manages to scream out as her eyes widen at the black saliva dripping from the crank's mouth. The girl's body trembles underneath the crank violently as her heart pounds against her rib cage.

𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴.

Just as Blake pushes the creature up slightly, Thomas sprints over and kicks the crank off of her—sending the creature through the glass beside her.

As Blake watches the creature fall to the ground, Thomas quickly comes to the girl's side in panic. His eyes scan over the girl, searching for injuries, before helping her to stand.

"You okay?" Thomas asks as Minho pulls Blake from Thomas' arms.

The girl swallows a thick lump in her throat before nodding quickly and kicking her feet back into a sprint as Thomas grabs her upper arm—dragging her along with him and Minho. 

The group of teens now sprint down a long, bricked hallway as the bellows and screeches follow close behind them.

"Guys, where are we going?" Newt questions in panic

"Just keep running!" Blake shouts over the echos of growling from behind them.

"Run! Go! Go!" Teresa shouts from the back of the group as Thomas suddenly stops at the door.

Blake's eyes widen at the boy, panicking to turn the doorknob as Minho whips his head toward the end of the hall. The mob of cranks all sprint and stumble as their growls and screeches echo through the small corridor.

"Come on, they're coming!" Newt shouts as Thomas grabs back onto Blake's arm, dragging her into another sprint.

Blake's feet slide to a halt as her eyes widen at the hallway ending. Panic surges through the girl's veins as the teenagers all skid behind her.

"It's a dead end!" Minho shouts as his head whips back around to watch the mob of creatures barrel toward them.

"No shit, Sherlock!" Blake exclaims as she rolls her eyes, her heart still beating out of her chest.

"Get us out of here, Thomas!" Teresa screams at the top of her lungs as Thomas pounds on a set of dusty red doors to their left.

"This one!" Thomas screams as a few boys kick at the door, pounding their feet against the metal.

Blake paces in the small corridor as her eyes flicker back down the hall. "Hurry! They're coming!" Blake screams as the heard of creatures growl and sprint toward them.

"I'll hold them back!" Winston yells as he turns around toward the herd.

Blake and a few others flinch at the sound of a loud boom.

Ducking her head and raising her hands over her ears instinctively, Blake's eyes widen at the sight of Winston wielding a gun.

"When the actual fuck did he get a gun?" Blake questions in disbelief, flickering her eyes over the group for an answer.

More gunshots ring out as Winston yells, "Get the door open!"

The boys grunt and pant as Fry suddenly yells, "Move!" Before barreling his body into the door.

The metal door swings open as Minho latches a hand onto Blake's arm, dragging her with him as the group piles out of the small hallway.

As the group follows the three ex-runners out of the hallway, Winston suddenly gets thrown to the ground.

"Winston!" A chorus of voices echo as the boy gets wedged between the door and the cement wall.

"Help, please!" Winston screams in agony as Minho and Blake push their body weight up against the other door to keep the mob of creatures away.

"Please! Oh, my god!" Winston continues to scream out as Thomas and Fry pull at Winston's arms to get him free.

Claws dig into the boy's stomach as he continues to scream in agony; screeches and growling escape the crank's mouths as they tear into the boy.

Blake clinches her eyes shut as she fights with Minho to keep the door closed. "Get him out!" Blake screams in between grunts.

"𝙉𝙊𝙒!" Blake pleaded as tears lined her eyes.

The boys finally pull Winston back, both having a grip on an arm, as they slide the boy out from the claws of cranks. Winston whimpers in pain as blood oozes out of the gashes on his stomach.

Thomas and Minho both share a glance before both of their arms push Blake a few feet away.

"Go, go, go!" Thomas yells at the girl, "I'll be right behind you!"

Fry and Newt pick Winston up by his arms and help him into a sprint as Blake nods to Teresa and Aris to start running.

Looking back over her shoulder briefly, Minho runs up to the girl and starts to drag her away as she casts her eyes back to Thomas, who holds the door.

"Thomas! Run!" Blake screams out as Minho pulls Blake to run faster.

Thomas' heart beats wildly in his chest before quickly letting go of the door, kicking his feet into a sprint.

Blake flinches at every screech and growl echoing throughout the eerie setting as Thomas fiddles with his light.

"Turn it off!" Minho hisses as the group huddles in closer.

Thomas' fingers fiddle with the flashlight before finally finding the button and clicking the light off.

Blake's breath trembles, and her heart beats rapidly as she stays crouched, squished between Minho and Thomas.

Her breathing slowly calms down as her eyes stare into the dark abyss in front of them, praying to stay alive.