"Tell them we're going on Red Alert." says Paige, unusually calm for someone whose being attacked.

The guard nods and hurries off. The moment the door shuts, she turns to me.  " This is your lot isn't it Mr Newton?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." I lie, trying to match the evenness of her voice, but failing miserably.

"Oh, I think you do. The Right Arm, know them?" she says, the words sending a jolt through me. She knows, "I'm not quite sure if you remember, Mr. Newton, but our chip was in your brain, when you were talking to that man on the Berg-Lawrence, wasn't it? I've watched the whole thing, and I already knew what they were going to do. So, I planned ahead."

She walks over and presses a hidden button next to her computer. A small side door opens, and it shoots out three  backpacks and two guns.

"These aren't normal guns," she tells us," They're specially modified Launcher guns."

"I've seen them in action," interrupts Jane, shuddering," They're awful. They don't kill anyone, but they send out waves of electricity, or something, and I don't need to know how they work, but they stun people."

She sends a pointed look, towards Paige who looks like she badly wanted to explain the science behind the guns, but instead she controls herself, and picks up one of the backpacks, " In these are blueprints and all the equipment and materials needed to make the cure. I, of course have the real blueprint, but you two have clear photocopies of it. I've also included a list of instructions to follow, in order to make it, and what the blueprints actually show. You will be taking them into the Flat Trans, whilst I will be-"

"Trying to save the world, and be a hero," says Jane," That's exactly what Rach always did. She put others before herself, and that's exactly what you are doing now."

" In a way, yes," replies Paige, "Anyway, we really must be saving Mr. Edison. I will go, and write a note, explaining everything, whilst you two do the very simple matter of shooting down the guards, and stopping the procedure. In your backpacks, there are maps to show you how to get to the trapdoor in the maze. Then you will join the rest on the Immunes on your journey to the Flat Trans."

"Wait, what?" says Jane, in disbelief.

"There's a trapdoor in the Maze?" I ask at the exact same time. How did we not spot that?

"Oh, no. It's recently been added in, so don't worry, you Runners, wouldn't have noticed it.," She turns to Jane," What was your question dear?"

"So, you're basically gonna make us do the simple job of shooting the guards down, with our lives on the line, whilst you have the very difficult task of writing a note to Thomas?" Jane practically spits the words.

"Oh, yes, " says Paige happily, obviously 'sarcasm' was just a word to her," I'm sure people as young as you will manage. Anyhow, let's get a move on, shall we? Out you go!"

I grab my backpack and gun and leave. Normally, I'd resist, but Tommy's life's on the line, and I'll  never be able to face up to Minho, if I let him die because of my pride, and not wanting to follow crazy orders. Besides, Tommy's my friend, and too many Gladers have died already. I look behind me. Jane's following me. I slow down, a bit to let her catch up.

Well Tommy, looks like I'm going to save your life, for the second time in the space of two days.