𝘼𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡?

𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 Blake gets her hand wrapped; the three make their way over to the council building. Newt had informed them that they would be holding a trial for Thomas since he broke the rules.

The boys all converse with one another as Newt, Blake, and Thomas walk through the doors, causing the room to fill with silence. After a second, the chatter begins again as Blake looks between Newt and Thomas.

"Things are changing. There's no denying that. First, Ben gets stung in broad daylight, and then Alby." Gally says

Gally turns towards Thomas with his arms crossed, "And now our Greenie here has taken it upon himself to go into the maze. Which is a clear violation of our rules here."

"Yeah, but he saved Alby's life." Fry speaks his opinion

"Did he?" Gally questions, "For three years, we have coexisted with these things, and now you've killed one of them." Gally continues pointing to Thomas.

Blake rolls her eyes at Gally, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Who knows what that could mean for us?" Gally continues.

"What do you suggest we do?" Newt questions him

"He has to be punished." Gally says.

"That's bullshit, Gal." Blake says from the side of the room. Getting up, she stalks towards him. "He saved our lives, helped Alby."

"Sit down, Blake. I'm talking." Gally says, "Minho, what do you think? We've heard Blake's opinion." Glaring at the seething girl.

"Fucking asshole." Blake says lowly, throwing her arms to smack on her side. She walks back to where she once stood, glancing at Thomas to see his eyes already fixed on hers.

"I think, in all of the time we've been here, no one's ever killed a griever before." Minho says, pausing for a second to look back at Thomas.

"When I turned tail and ran, this dumb shank stood behind to help Alby. Look, I don't know if he's brave or stupid..." Minho pauses again; this time, his eyes look to Blake. Her head tilts up, arms folding in front of her chest again, silently giving him shit for leaving them.

Minho turns his head back to the crowd. "Whatever it is, we need more of it.—I say we make him a runner."

Blake's head whips to Minho in shock; she had talked to Minho about making him a runner but didn't actually think it would happen—this soon.

"A runner? What?" Fry asks as the rest of the crowd questions Minho. "Minho, let's not jump the gun here!"

Thomas' eyes find Blake's as they stare at each other in confusion.

Suddenly, Chuck starts chanting, "Thomas! Thomas! Thomas!" Looking around for others to join him, but nobody does.

"Calm down, alright? If you want to throw the newbie a parade, that's fine." Gally shouts, "Go ahead. But if there is one thing I know about the maze, is that you do not..." Gally stops as all of the gladers listen to the familiar alarm buzzing.

All of the gladers run towards the box as Blake and Thomas jog side by side. "Wait, I know that sound."

Blake's eyebrows furrow in confusion, "The box—it's coming back up. It shouldn't be—" she says, taking off to run faster.

Gally and Newt arrive first at the box—stopping to stare below them. The two share a quick glance before bending down to lift the gates. As the gladers crowd around it, Blake shoves her way through the boys. As she reaches the edge of the box, her eyes land on something or someone she thought she'd never see.

Another girl.

"You're joking..." Blake intones

Newt had jumped down into the box, slowly standing up as he answered the boys. "It's another girl." The boys turn to look at Blake, whose eyes are wide.

Thomas moves through the crowd as he stands at the edge of the box, looking down at the girl—his eyebrows furrow.

Newt stands over the girl as she lies unconscious, "I think she's dead." He says as his eyes flicker up to Gally.

"What's in her hand?" Gally asks.

Newt shrugs before bending down to grab the piece of paper from her hand and opening it. "She's the last one, ever." Newt's head turns to look at the rest of the gladers.

Blake's face turns into a frown, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬?

"What the hell does that mean?" Newt asks with an eyebrow raised.

Suddenly, the girl gasps as she jolts up, looking up at all of the boys. All of the boys and Blake jump at the girl waking up.

The new girl's eyes scan the crowd before landing on Thomas. Blake sees the recognition in her eyes as the newbie keeps her gaze on the boy.

"Thomas..." The new girl whispers before her eyes roll into the back of her head.

Blake slowly turns her head to look at Thomas as the others in the crowd do the same. Thomas blinks as he watches everyone's eyes shift to him.

"You still think I'm overreacting?" Gally says angrily

Thomas looks back down and stares at the unconscious new girl, earning a glare from the brunette girl beside him.

Blake scoffs before pushing through the crowd, stomping back to the council building.

Thomas turns his head to ask Blake a question but sees her walking away from the group, looking—𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺?

Blake decided not to go to the council meeting after the whole ordeal. Instead, she made her way to check up on Alby instead, not wanting to see Thomas as of right now.

As for the new 'greenie'? She's pissed. Blake thought she would love to have another girl in the glade, but now—the girl comes up from the box way before anyone usually does, and the first word to come out of her mouth was— Thomas.

Usually, that wouldn't have pissed her off, but seeing a random girl come up at an unexpected time and say the greenie's name had her worried. Something is going on.

Blake leaned against the med shack as she picked at her nails, huffing at the past events. It's been chaotic ...ever since the greenie came up. She got some memories back, got trapped in the maze—survived a night in the maze, punched her best friend, and broke her wrist.

Blake snaps out of her deep thinking as she hears leaves crunch behind her. The girl rolls her eyes as she sees Minho, Newt, and Thomas walking up.

𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦.

"Jeff, what's going on?" Newt asks, walking into the hut. Blake shoots Thomas a glare as he steps closer.

Green eyes shoot daggers into the side of his head as he walks into the hut, with Blake following close behind.

Thomas' head turns to Blake, who stands next to him with her arms folded over her chest. The greenie's head tilts back toward the other female, who still lies unconscious.

Blake rolls her eyes at the greenie as Minho catches on to Blake's anger; he elbows her lightly in the ribs, making her yelp.

The boys turn towards Blake to give her a questioning look before their attention turns back to the new girl.

"Do you recognize her?" Newt asks from beside Thomas with his arms crossed.

"No." Thomas says quietly.

Blake squints her eyes at him.

𝘓𝘪𝘢𝘳

"Really? Cause she seemed to recognize you." Newt presses, causing Blake to let out a dry laugh.

Minho raises his eyebrows at Blake's sarcastic laugh from beside him.

"What about the note?" Thomas asks

"Yeah, we'll worry about that later." Newt says

"I think you should worry about it now."

"We've got enough to deal with at the moment." Newt responds, eyeing Blake.

The girl lets her arms fall from her chest, letting out a huff. "He's right. If the box isn't coming back up, how long do you think we will last?" Blake quizzes angrily

"No one said that. Let's not jump to any conclusions; we'll just...we'll wait until she wakes up and see what she knows." Newt says, looking at Blake. "Somebody's got to have some answers around here."

Thomas looks around for a second. "Okay." He whispers before turning on his heels to walk out of the room.

"And where are you going?" Newt asks

"Back into the maze." Thomas responds. Blake scoffs from beside Minho as Newt nods for the two to go stop him.

Blake rolls her eyes as she follows Minho out of the shack. Catching up with the greenie, Minho shouts, "Hey, Thomas."

"What is this with you? Huh?" Minho questions as he stretches an arm out to stop Thomas from walking forward. Blake comes to a stop as she stands next to the two boys—refolding her arms over her chest.

"A death wish? You just got out, and now you want back in it?" Minho continues

Thomas lets out a huff. "Look, Newt said that no one's ever seen a griever and lived to tell about it, right?"

"And, now we have one." Thomas says, glancing between Minho and Blake. Thomas notices the bored expression on Blake's face as he turns his attention back to the keeper. "You're telling me you're not even a little curious?"

"Not really, no." Minho answers as Blake rolls her eyes. She didn't want to admit it, but she was curious to see the griever. She wouldn't ever tell them that, but she wanted to see the thing that had been terrorizing her dreams—dead.

Thomas goes to walk away from the two runners, but Minho jots in front of him—stopping the greenie in his tracks.

Minho's hand pushes Thomas back as the keeper lets out a sigh. "So, what's the plan?" Minho asks quietly, "You wanna go out and dissect that thing all by yourself?"

Blake contemplates the idea..not wanting to give in to the boy she is annoyed with—but can only help to think this might be their way out.

Blake lets out a loud sigh as she unfolds her arms. "He won't be alone."

Thomas and Minho both turn their heads to look at Blake with their eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

Blake shrugs at their confusion. "I want to get the hell out of here— and if this is a clue, then I'm all in."

Thomas sends Blake a thankful nod as he turns to look at Minho. "Have the other runners left yet?" He asks

"The other runners quit this morning." Minho replies, nodding to the others on the other side of the glade.

"Shanks." Blake mutters angrily.

Thomas' lips twitch at the girl, glancing at her for a second before turning back to Minho.

"After Alby got stung, they're not in any hurry to get back out there." Minho says, turning towards Thomas
"Why are you?"

"I think it's time we find out what we're up against." Thomas replies, looking between Minho and Blake.

"All right, but you two aren't going back out there alone. Meet me in the woods in half an hour." Minho says before taking off towards the runner's room.

"Great." Blake says, rolling her eyes and walking away from Thomas.