3rd person

"Light em up!" Alby shouts as boys hold spears with fire on one end throw them at the mountain of wood, the fire lights up the glade, boys cheer and yell, some even bang on drums. Some doing tricks.

Thomas sneaks away from the crowd and sits with his back against a log, Newt follows behind him, holding a jug with some sort of yellow liquid. He sits by Thomas, both just listening to the sounds of the boys and the fire cracking, until Newt turns his head to Thomas.

"Hell of a first day, greenie." Newt says with a smile "Here put some hair on ya chest." He hands Thomas the drink.

Hesitantly, Thomas brings the jug up to his mouth, taking a sip. After a moment he spits the drink out, coughing loudly.

"oh my god, what is that?" Thomas exclaims, still coughing, newt laughs at the boy.
"I don't even know. It's gallys special recipe, it's a trade secret." Newt looks back at Gally, who was fighting boys in the ring. Thomas looks back at Gally.
"Yeah, well he's still an asshole" Thomas says blankly.

"You know, he saved your life this morning, trust me the maze is a dangerous place to be in." Newt says with a serious expression on his face.

"We're trapped here, aren't we?" Thomas asks.

Newt swallows "for the moment, but" he turns and points. " you see those guys, by the fire? those are the runners, that guy in the middle there, that's Minho. He's the keeper of the runners and every morning, they run into the maze, mapping it. Trying to find a way out." Newt exclaims.

"How long they been looking?" Thomas question while looking at Newt and the glade.

"Three years" Newt says, with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"And they haven't found anything?" Thomas asks.

"It's a lot more complicated then you think." Newt pauses, listening at the sounds coming from inside the maze.
"Hear that? It's the maze, changing. It changes every night."

"How is that even possible?"

"I don't know, none of us do, but you can ask the people who put us in here, if you ever meet the bastards. Listen the truth is..the runners are the only ones who know what's really out there." He pauses.

"They are the fastest and strongest out of us all, it's a good thing cause if they don't make it back before those doors close, then they're stuck out there for the night and no one has ever survived a night in the maze."

"What happens to them?" Thomas questions, wanting to find out more.

"Well we call them Grievers, of course no one's ever seen one and lived to tell about it. But they are out there."

"Anyway, enough maze talk. Come one you're supposed to be the guest of honour." Newts stands up, pulling Thomas up by the arm.

"Let me show you around." The two boys begin walking around the bonfire, Newt pointing at different boys.

"Here, We have the builders, they're very good with their hands but not a lot going on upstairs." Newt laughs.
"and then we have Winston, he's the keeper of the slicers,a little advice, it's not a very pleasant job."

"And then we have two med jacks , Clint and Jeff."  Two boys pass Thomas and Newt.

"Sup Newt"
"yo newt"

"They spent a lot of time, bandaging up the slicers." The two boys stop walking.

"What if I want to be a runner?" Thomas questions.

"Have you listened to a word I've said? No one's wants to be a runner. Besides you have to be chosen."

"Chosen by who?-" Thomas gets interrupted by a boy falling into him, pushing him on the floor.

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Omg two chapters in a day, who am I? I might even do the next but I'll see
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