You instinctively awoke early, squinting out your window where the sun hadn't even risen yet. You pulled back the somewhat ratty bedcovers, picking at one of Newt's shirts that you had stolen and now wore, searching through your closet for ...

"Shit," you muttered, searching again.

You'd completely run out of overshirts to wear, and you were not going to spend an entire day surrounded by teenage boys in nothing but a tight tank top. You pulled on said tank top and some pants you could run in, quickly doing your hair into a comfortable style. You sighed loudly, leaving your room and knocking on the door to Newt's.

To your bemusement and slight discomfort, he opened the door shirtless.

"Hey, Y/N, what do you want?" he asked cheerfully. You cleared your throat awkwardly, and he glanced down at his bare chest, turning crimson. "Oh, uh-"

"Can I borrow a shirt, please?" you blurted out. "I don't have any, they're all drying, and I don't want to just wear this all day with some of the boys-"

Newt turned away, making a few rustling sounds and coming back with a shirt. "Of course, love, you should've just asked. It's fine.:

You kissed him quickly. "Thanks, Newt. Love you!"

"Love you too," he called as you pulled on the shirt and ran to to Frypan's kitchen.

"Late, Y/N. For shame!" Minho tutted jokingly. "Fry made us (favourite sandwich), special treat."

"Thanks, Fry!" you patted his shoulder, pulling on your Runner's harness. "Hey, where's Thomas?"

"He was in the Slammer, remember?" Minho reminded you.

"Again?" you sighed. "Gally's really got something against him."

"Well, he said he had to go do something-" Minho was cut off by Thomas himself running into the kitchen.

"I'm here!" the other boy said from behind you. "Sorry. I was just making sure Teresa was okay. She was settling in at the Medjacks hut, and I just let her know where Fry was if she needed help or food."

"Someone's got a crush!" you and Minho teased at the same time.

"Oh, shut up," Thomas scoffed, pulling on his harness. "Now, can we go already?"

- - -

"Keep up, shanks!" you yelled as you made several tight turns, one after another, Minho and Thomas right behind you.

"That's ... weird," Minho said confusedly as the three of you slowed to a jog in front of Sector 7.

"What is?" Thomas asked.

You frowned, squinting at the large red number on the almighty concrete walls. "Sector 7 isn't meant to be open. Not for-"

"Another week," Minho finished. "Hey, what's that?"

You saw an orangish pile of ... something ahead of you, and you dropped to your knees to inspect it. Thomas lifted it up carefully, the corner of his mouth pulling up in revulsion at the dark maroon stains across it.

"That's Ben's," Minho explained quietly. "This is more proof that Griever you killed came from Sector 7. It must've dragged him here."

You pressed on through the Blades, when suddenly a loud crackle of static rips through the air, destroying the silence, followed by a steady beat of clicks, growls and more crackling.

"Where the shuck is that coming from?" you asked.

Thomas stood still, listening, and then hurriedly grabbed Minho by the shoulders, turning him around and pawing through his harness.

"What are you doin-?" Minho cut himself off as he saw what Thomas held in his hands.

The Griever Key.

Which was currently making the sounds you were hearing.

"God, that shucking scared me ..." Minho looked at the Key, frowning. "Why's it making those noises?"

"Shh, shh, listen," Thomas said sternly, waving it around frantically until the clicks steadied. "Call me crazy, but-"

"Crazy shank," you cut in, smirking. Minho nudged you, giving an identical smirk to Thomas. The brunette sighed disappointedly at your immaturity.

"Anyway," Thomas continued. "I think it's ... showing us the way."

"That does sound crazy, shuckface," Minho laughed. "But Y/N and I will follow you."

"We trust you," you added, gently bumping shoulders with Thomas. "Just don't get us killed, 'kay?"

- - -

Several frustrating twists and turns later, Thomas led the three of you into a passage you'd never seen before, which you told him as much.

"Ugh," Minho groaned, slamming his hand against the wall and gently thumping his head against it in annoyance, the initial excitement of a new place fading quickly. "It's just another dead end!"

As he said it, the Key that Thomas had passed to you gave a final whirring noise in your hands, and made a click! The blinking red light turned to green.

Suddenly, a section of the wall Minho was against began to move up slowly. He jolted back, standing with you and Thomas as it lifted to reveal more doors slowly opening. You moved forward together, until you came to a circular hatch. It whirled open, and a blinking red light scanned you and the Key. It seemed unsatisfied, and closed quickly. And if it had closed, then ...

"Oh, shit," Thomas came to the same conclusion as you, eyes widening. "We need to get out of here!"

"Y/N, pass me the Key!" Minho called, clapping his hands.

You tossed it, giving a small sigh of relied as he caught it successfully, and started to sprint as the stone door ahead of you began to close. You heard rumbling all around as the whole sector began to change and close, just as it did at night.

You ran for the Blades, which were all turning to lock you out ... or in. Minho led you all, pushing himself as hard as he could. He made it through a Blade just as it turned, whilst you and Thomas didn't.

"Y/N! Thomas! Come on!" he yelled from the other side.

Thomas screamed in exertion as he ran sideways through one of the Blades, but just as you went to do the same, a large portion of rock suddenly rose up. Not that much, a couple of centimetres or so, but just enough for your foot catch.

And enough for you to tumble down onto the other side, small jagged pieces of rock ripping open your hands, your side, your knees ... everything. You cried out loudly, and from the other side of the Blades you could hear Thomas and Minho yelling in concern.

Despite the extreme pain you were in, you picked yourself up, running as fast as you could (which was slower now) for the Blades.

Only one or two were still rotating.

And as the second last one began to close, your heart sank. You'd never make it in time.

But there was another shout and an awful grinding noise, and when the last Blade began to close, it suddenly stopped, the hinges screeching in protest. You reached the Blade, and saw that it was being held open by a massive chunk of stone. You climbed up it, jumping down to the other side, where Minho was waiting to catch you.

"Y/N, what the shucking hell?" Minho breathed, staring down at the wounds all over your body, some of which were treacherously deep. "Are you okay?"

"We need to keep going," you jumped from his arms, wincing as tremors of pain shot through your body. "Why has everything stopped closing?"

Thomas pointed at the stone that was blocking the Blade from closing. The only Blade. "As long as the that rock stays there, nothing is closing."

Just as he said that, the Blade gave an almighty screech, and the rock crumbled into pieces, and the Blade snapped closed.

"Oh, shit." You all winced at the same time.

"Let's go, let's go!" Minho screamed, as you all tore into a run.

Massive pieces of rock moved, slamming down, rising up, creating large clouds of dust intermingled with small shards of rock that sliced into your skin, some even lodging.

"Don't look back!" you screamed. "Just run!"

"There, that's the end of Sector 7!" Minho cried, pointing at a small passage that had two partitions that were closing towards each other, up and down.

You tore past the both of the boys, tear tracks trailing down your dirt-smeared face as pain constantly ripped through your body. You leapt up, crawling until you dropped down to the other side. Minho and Thomas leapt down to your side as you tried to get up from the floor, crying out.

"Shuck, Y/N," Minho scooped you up quickly. "We need to get you to the Medjacks."

"And Newt," Thomas added, running ahead. The last thing you heard as the boys got you out of the Maze was Newt's worried voice.

"Y/N!"

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