Lock And Key Game Tasks

Task Three: The Minotaur Wars

Here's my entry for task three :) I won team effort, along with sarsar14 and her character Sparrow, and I received a score of 11 :) Enjoy!

When Sartan woke, his side was throbbing. He sat up and leaned against something cool and hard behind him.

"You lost a lot of blood, but I had some gauze and string, so I sewed up the wound in your side," a high-pitched voice said.

Sartan was disoriented. He flicked his thumb and index finger together, trying to gain a sense of where he was, or what was going on.

"I'm Sparrow."

"Why did you help me?" Sartan's tone came out shorter and more clipped than he intended.

"You needed help." She said it matter-of-factly, as if the answer was that simple.

"I'm a killer. I'll probably kill you the first chance I get," Sartan said. He was surprised that she had left his spear lying on the floor beside him. Grabbing it, he pushed himself to his feet and pounded it on the ground. The sound bounced off the walls, telling him that they were in a small room. An echo in the middle of the wall to his right revealed to him that there was an open doorway there.

"Why do you want to work alone?"

"I don't need anyone," Sartan replied. His confident tone belied the deeper emotions raging inside him. All the trials and trouble he had gone through just from being blind...

Even as he said it, he wasn't sure who he was trying to convince more: Sparrow or himself.

His legs shook, but he gingerly placed one foot in front of the other, heading for the doorway. Don't show pain. No weakness, he chanted inside his thoughts.

"Everyone needs someone," Sparrow said. Her voice was soft... small.

Pausing inside the doorway, he opened his mouth to reply, but no sound came. He wanted to say that it wasn't true, he never had needed anyone, but he knew that was a lie. I spent so much time trying to find the right door earlier. If she had been there to help me, it would have gone so much faster.

As much as he hated to admit it, he needed her help.

"Maybe you could be my eyes. At least for now."

Much to his surprise, she hesitated.

"Don't worry, little one. I won't kill you. It'd be a little hard for you to be my seeing-eye dog if you were dead."

He heard her gulp. "Um... R—Right."

"Come on. We should keep moving." He opened the door wider and heard her footsteps pattering quietly behind him. He repeatedly pounded the bottom of his spear against the floor, using echolocation to tell him that they were in a narrow hallway once again.

"Do you see anything up ahead?" he asked.

Her voice replied from just beside him on his left. "Just a hallway with a bunch of doors. I think we should just pick one and go inside."

Nodding, he reached his left hand out and felt along the wall until he felt a doorknob. He turned it and walked on inside.

The noise from inside the room was so loud it made him want to wince, but he forced himself to remain still. Buzzes and thuds, bangs and thumps, clangs and wizzes resounded inside the room, bouncing off the walls. The noise had nowhere to go but the other side of the room, making it sound louder than it was.

He pounded his spear against the floor, but there were too many sounds for him to pinpoint the one his spear made. "What's inside here?"

"U—uh, I don't.... It's just a bunch of metal... All these smashers and clamps and sawblades and pistons and sharp pointy things.... and I think I might pass out..." Her voice trailed off, but he didn't hear a thump so he assumed she stayed on her feet.