Maedhros' strength makes it easy to climb out of the pit, and he lands on his feet, catching his breath for a moment and looking around wildly.

Suddenly, there's a cackle from the direction they came from, echoing eerily through the wood. His terrified gaze locks on Maedhros' face, and he grips his friend's hand again and begins to run. He drags Maedhros around the hole and continues down the path, no longer wary of traps, just needing to put distance between them and that sound.