The cracks through my window shon with the sun. The sound of birds singing outside was enough to make me open my eyes. It was early in the morning, meaning that it would be peaceful before any of the shuck boys woke up and decided to ruin it. I let out a deep breath as I remembered that I was back at running. I liked my job, I did but sometimes it could be tiring. I know Minho agrees with me but he doesn't like complaining about stuff.

I put on some loose cargo trousers and a beige shirt, my watch was already on my wrist to tell me the time in the maze. I put on my runner shoes and grabbed my backpack before heading to Frypan's kitchen.

"Frypan, watcha got today?" I asked, smiling greatly.

"Bacon and eggs" Frypan responded, returning the smile. He was one of the happiest people I knew in the glade, how? I have no clue but the only time he'd get angry is when people would step foot in his kitchen without his permission, but that barely happened unless Chuck wanted to play his usual pranks on people.

He handed me the food and I sat next to Minho who had woken up a few minutes before me.

After we finished eating we headed to the doors where Newt set us off. Before I started running, I noticed Thomas watching from a distance, I waved at him and smiled before heading off with Minho.

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It was just after lunch when we had arrived back at the glade, we had ran yet another section today, no luck finding anything though. It had almost been three years and nothing new to explore but we still had to keep running, just in case something did happen, something new.

Minho went off to speak to Alby. I wasn't quite sure what to do with myself until I saw Newt, Zart and Thomas working.

"And besides, where are you gonna go from there?" I heard Newt say to Thomas.

Soon they're head spun at me, except from Zart, he was dedicated to doing his job without any distractions.

"Hey Taylor" Newt greeted.

I smiled then looked back at the greenie, still in the same shirt as yesterday, guess they haven't brought up any more clothing for him.

Thomas smiled a quick smile at me before speaking again. His smile did something to me, it made me feel a little lighter, causing the heaviness of what ever negativity I carried to suddenly disappear.

"Yeah, well, what about the Box?" He asked, I knew straight away he was asking for ways out of here, "You know, next time it comes up you just jump-"

"Tried it, I sat in there for 2 hours seeing if it would do anything. As soon as I got out, the box went back down and didn't come back up until it was time for our monthly supplies and a new greenie." I told, Newt nodding along.

"Okay, well, what if we-" Before he could continue, he was cut off once again but by Newt this time.

"No, we tried it, all right? Twice, all right? Trust me, anything that you can think of, we've already tried." Newt said, "The only way out of here is through the maze."

Thomas looked down, a sudden sadness flashed through his eyes.

"Now you wanna be helpful?" Newt asked, chucking him a bucket, "Here, go dig us up some more fertiliser."

"I'll come with you and show you the way." I said, Thomas' eyes perked up and a soft smile spread across his face.

Walking past the deadheads, I was leading the way to where the fertiliser usually grew.

"I think I can remember something" Thomas spoke out of the silence.

I stopped still in my tracks and turned around.

"You have your memories back?" I asked astonished.

"No but I had a dream last night but it felt more of a dream, it felt like a memory." He spoke.

"And what was this dream about?" I questioned, stepping over any stuck-out branches.

"I remember someone telling me that 'Wicked is good'" He began explaining, wicked? That name was also familiar. "You were also in it."

I furrowed my eyes brows, why the shuck would I be in it? Before I could say or ask anything, another figure appeared. He was breathing groggily, his arms dangling. It was Ben.

It must've spooked Thomas out a bit because I saw him jump slightly.

"Uh...Ben, right? I don't know if we, uh, ever..." Thomas voiced, but soon stopped speaking.

Ben's eyes were black, large circles under neath him. His veins popped out with darkness and began growling. He looked sick.

"Ben?" I was about to step forward but Thomas had intwined his fingers with my hand, pulling me back and next to him.

Suddenly, Ben started running at us, making me and Thomas let go of each other. Ben looked at me and before I could run he had grabbed onto my arms, squeezing the life out of them, soon he hit me against a tree, my head smashing onto the bark. I felt something sting into my leg, I looked down to see a sharp branch was right through my leg, my eyes began watering as I bit down on my tongue so I wouldn't cry out in pain.

"Taylor!" Thomas yelled, making his way to me.

He was a few inches away from me before Ben tackled him to the ground. Thomas was trying to shift away but Ben had ahold of him tightly.

"Its your fault. I saw you" Ben breathed, anger but also fear was in his tone, "You did this. I saw you!"

Thomas let out a scream before Ben started choking him. Numerous growls came out of Ben, I studied him carefully until I realised there were black and purple veins poking through the hole of his shirt. He's been stung.

Thomas punched him in the face but that didn't do anything. I searched my surroundings, large stone were next to me. I leaned over to grab some, wincing from the sudden pain in my movement and threw them at Ben. One hitting his shoulder, the other his head. The monstrous person looked back at me, Thomas quickly grabbed a skull and whacked Ben on the side of his head with it.

Now free from his grasp, Thomas ran over to me and quickly broke the branch that was holding me down then pulled it out of my leg. He placed my arm over his shoulder and his hand gripped my waist as he helped me get up. Ben was now on his feet racing after Thomas.

"Thomas run!" I yelled.

Even though I had an injured leg, I could still run, I'd just be limping which would slow me down the slightest.

"Hey! Hey!" Thomas shouted, hoping anyone in the glade could hear him.

Swiftly, Thomas was tackled onto the ground, Ben rolling down a hill with him. I stumbled down it and helped Thomas up. Without warning, two hands wrapped around my ankle but before I could be dragged to the floor Thomas kicked him in the head. It didn't do much but it was enough for us to have another running chance. The greenie's hands latched onto mine.

As we got closer to the glade, Thomas called out "Help!"

"Minho! Alby! Newt!" I shouted.

I turned my head around slightly, Ben was gaining on us quickly.

Now out of the forest and into the sunny glade, others had noticed that we were being chased, I think overs had noticed my leg as well.

My leg decided to kick in and the pain was unbearable. All of a sudden, something was pulling me back, the collar of my shirt strangling me. Ben whipped me around and had punched me in the face. His hands wrapped around my neck. I began choking but soon stopped when Thomas grabbed ahold of him and punched him in the throat.

I fell back a little, my hands caressing my throat as I gathered my breaths. Frypan, Newt, Alby and others were running towards us.

Ben was once again on top of Thomas.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you and her if I have to!" Ben screamed, so much anger was being let out. His arm being pointed at me when he said 'her' before he wrapped his bare hands around Thomas' neck.

My head was dizzy, I wanted to help but couldn't find myself how to. Luckily, Newt smacked Ben on the head with a shovel. Gally, Newt and Zart were holding the stung teenager down while Frypan stood next to me.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

I nodded, "Where's Minho?"

"Sleeping" Frypan answered.

I let out a small laugh, of course he'd be sleeping at a time like this.

With the help of Frypan, I was now standing next to Thomas, who was bending over to catch his breath. I placed a hand on his back to let him know I was here, then suddenly he calmed down.

He looked at me, worry on his face. His mouth was about to open, I already knew what he was going to say.

"I'm ok" I whispered.

"You sure?"

I nodded, before I could ask if he was, Frypan had asked what happened.

"He just attacked us." Thomas stated.

"He's been stung," I spoke out, Alby turned to me with concern then ordered for someone to lift his shirt up.

"No. No, no. Please" Ben begged but it was too late, everyone else had seen the place where he had been stung. He was a major threat to all of us now.

"In the middle of the day?" Gally questioned.

Thomas stood up straight, his eyes lingered all over the sick boy then back at me. My eyes were fluttering open then closed, my breathing was hitched, I looked down at my leg and realised I had lost a lot of blood and that I still am.

Thomas' arms latched around me so I wouldn't fall. Shouts of concerns along with my name came towards me as my eyes stayed closed this time. Pitch blackness clouded my head before I couldn't feel anything anymore.

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