"Thomas, Wicked is good."

"Everything is gonna change."

"I love you okay?"

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3rd person

The glade was dull with the sky being grey and cloudy, the grass was wet from the rain. All the gladers stood at the entrance of the maze doors, waiting upon Alby and Minho, it was only a few minutes till the doors closed for the night and the pair still weren't back. No one spoke, too scared to speak.

"Come on guys, can't we sent someone after them?" Thomas asked, impatiently, looking into the entrance.

"It's against the rules." Gally said, Thomas looked down at him, he was crouched down. "Either they make it back or they don't." Gally continued.

"Can't risk losing anyone else." Newt glanced at Thomas, locking eyes before looking away.

The doors rumbled and wind rushed out.

Suddenly the doors started to close, getting closer and closer, inch by inch.

Thomas looked deep into the corridor, instantly spotting a figure in the distance that was coming round one of the walls.

It was Minho, he held someone on his back, Alby.

"There!" Thomas pointed at the two in the maze.

"Come on Minho, you can do it!" Chuck shouted, the gladers copying his shouts of encouragement.

"Come on!"

"Come on, you gotta leave him." Gally yelled, even though Minho would never leave his leader.

Alby suddenly fell of Minho's back, Minho grabbed his legs trying to pick him up off the floor but he was too weak from all the running that he couldn't. 

"They're not gonna make it." Newt said.

All of a sudden, it was like time slowed down. Thomas looked at the doors which were only a few seconds from closing, he quickly made the decision, that could either end his life or lead to a new beginning.

And in he went, squeezing through the doors.

Thomas landed on the ground with a thump, the doors shut behind him with a bang. He packed up, breathing heavily.

Minho looked up, also out of breath.
"Good job, you just killed yourself." Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead and arms.

"What?" Thomas questioned.
"What happened to him?"

"What do it look like? He got stung." Minho replied, trying to calm his breath.

"What happened to his head?"

"I did what I had to do.."

Thomas looked at the maze, the sky had already began to darken as the sun went down.

"Okay, help me get him up." Thomas stood up and picked up Alby's arms.

In the distance, a loud bang echoed throughout the maze.

"The maze is already changing, we need to go." Minho began to walk away from the two boys.

"Wait, what about Alby? We can't just leave him here." Thomas spoke out to Minho but he ignored him.

"Minho! We can't leave him."

Minho looked back, and sighed but ran back to Thomas to help carry Alby.

After a while of trying to walk with Alby on their shoulders, they stopped for a break.

"What are we gonna do now?" Minho said out of breath.

Suddenly an idea popped into thomas' mind, he looked up at the wall which had Ivy and vines hanging down from it. Minho followed his eyes, the same idea popping into his head.

"Come help me out here." Thomas grunted as he began to tie the vines around Alby's arms and legs, Minho rushed over and helped Thomas pull the vine to lift Alby up, the maze had started to change and Minho began to worry about the Grievers that were starting to come out of their hiding spots.

One of the walls began to move to reveal a Griever. Minho saw the beast and panicked.

"We have to go now." Minho whisper-yelled to Thomas who was still pulling on the vine.

"I'm sorry greenie." Minho ran away, leaving Thomas to fall on the floor almost letting go of the vine.

"No no Minho!" Thomas panicked as he leaned sideways to see the monster. It was only an few meters away from Thomas.

Thomas secured the vines and laid down on the floor, covering himself with some other vines as the Griever slowly came round the corner, its metal legs, stomping on the floor every step it took was followed by a thump. Until it finally walked away in a another direction.

Thomas got out from under the vines and ran around a few walls, hoping not to bump into a Griever again. He suddenly stepped in a goo- like liquid , a growl was heard behind him. Thomas slowly looked behind him to see the beast that was in between two walls. Thomas quickly ran away, the creature following behind .

As he dashed through the twisting corridors of the maze, his heart raced in his chest, he could feel his heart beating against his rib cage. Every turn, every dead end brought a surge of adrenaline. Sweat dripped down Thomas' forehead as he weaved through the labyrinth, his breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. The walls close in and move around him but Thomas pushed forward, driven by the adrenaline and determination. As he ran round a corner, two hands grabbed his shirt, it was Minho.

"You are one crazy son of a bitch." Minho pulled him and ran down paths, the griever still on their tracks.

A corridor had started to move.

"Come on, we can lose it down here." Minho ran through the walls which slowly were closing in on each other.

Thomas stood behind him, waiting upon the griever which was only just going round the corner, it stared at Thomas.

"Come on, you piece of shit!" Thomas finally ran through the walls when the griever started to chase after him.

"Come on, Thomas! Move your ass! Let's go!" Minho shouted to Thomas who was almost about to get crushed but luckily for him, he made it, fortunately for the griever, it was squished between the walls like a pancake.

Thomas had killed it.

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Authors notes

Dun dun dunn.
We get to see the girls next chapter!!!
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