𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃, 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗁𝗈

Chapter 2: Other Mazes

~Y/n P.O.V.~

Some guards led me through the halls, until I made it to cafeteria. All different kids my age sitting down at tables. There were boys and girls. I glanced around, trying to look for Minho, or anyone, but I couldn't see them.

"Y/n!" I heard.

I looked to where it came from, to see Minho walking towards me in a fast pace. Suddenly, he tackled me into a hug. He pulled away, cupping my cheeks, checking if I had any injuries.

"Minho, what's going on?" I asked.

Minho stared into my eyes, his hands still on my cheeks, "We weren't the only maze." Then, he pulled me towards a table where Thomas, Newt, Frypan, Winston, and two other boys I didn't know sitting there.

"There was this big loud explosion, and these guys came out of no where. Started shooting up the place." One of the guys said while I was sitting down in-between Minho and Thomas.

Minho hadn't let go of my hand. Our fingers were intertwined, holding on tightly. I didn't mind though.

"It was intense." The other boy spoke.

"They pulled us out the maze and brought us here." The other one said.

"What about the rest?" Newt asked, "The other people left behind in the maze, what happened to them?"

"I don't know," one of the boys shrugged, "I guess, Wicked still has them."

"How long you guys been here?" Newt asked.

"Not long, just a day or two. That kid over there," he looked over his shoulder, "He's been here the longest. Almost a week." He gestured to a boy, who looked to be about fifteen years old, sitting at a table by himself, his hood up, somewhat hiding his face.

"His maze was nothing but girls." The other boy informed.

"Really?" Minho questioned.

I elbowed him in the stomach, making him look at me with furrowed brows. I gave him a look, making him give me a sympathetic one before pecking my lips.

"Some guys have all the luck." The boy spoke before both of them looked at me.

I cowered slightly, going more into Minho's side. I felt him put his arm around me protectively, looking up at his face, seeing he was glaring at the two boys. They looked back down at the table, avoiding Minho's glare.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen. Here's this weeks list." I heard Janson call out to the kids in the cafeteria, making everyone go silent and look at him.

Janson started listing off peoples names on his list he had. Whoever was called, got excited and cheered, standing up and going to stand behind Janson. Soon, he was done listing off the names, making everyone who didn't get pick, groan in disappointment.

"Now, now, don't get discouraged. If I could take more, I would. There's always tomorrow. Your time will come. Go on, eat up." He assured everyone before walking out the door, the line of people following.

"Where they going?" Minho asked the boys.

"Far from here. Lucky bastards." One of them spoke, turning back around to face us.

The other boys turned around too, speaking, "Some kind of farm. A safe place. They can only take a couple people at a time."

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~Y/n P.O.V.~

Pretty soon, we were led to our dorms. Once we got there, Minho already started calling the top bunk before Frypan could. He gestured me to come up there, and I hesitantly did. Don't get me wrong, I love to share a bed with Minho.

But, I'm scared I'd fall off the bed, considering it's the top bunk. After we all settled down, I soon fell asleep, dreaming of home.

~

~3rd Person P.O.V.~

All the gladers were sleeping in their beds, except for one...

Thomas.

He couldn't sleep. He had a strange feeling about this place. And after he had a little talk with Y/n, he knew that she felt the same. Just then, he heard a noise coming from under his bed.

"Psst, hey," he heard someone whisper, "Down here."

Thomas looked under his bed, seeing the boy from the cafeteria earlier who sat all by himself.

"Oh my god." Thomas whispered in surprise.

The boy put a finger to his lips, signaling to be quiet, before whispering, "Get the girl."

Thomas looked at him in confusion, before the he realized he said girl. And he knew he meant Y/n. Thomas sat up, getting his feet before cautiously walking over to Y/n and Minho's bunk, shaking her gently by the shoulder.

Y/n woke up, looking at Thomas in confusion, "Thomas? What are you doing?"

Thomas put a finger to his lips, signaling for her to follow him. She carefully unwrapped Minho's arms from her, softly jumping off the bed, before Thomas crouched down, gesturing for her to do the same. She got down to ground, looking under his bed and seeing the boy still under there.

"Good," he whispered, backing away into the vent, "Come on, guys. Follow me."

Thomas and Y/n looked at each other before reluctantly following the boy. They got farther into the vent, looking to their right, seeing the boy waiting for them.

"Hurry, this way," he ushered, crawling straight, "Come on."

The two teens looked at each other again before following. The three teens continued crawling through the vents, until they saw the boy come to a stop, looking through something. He looked back to where the two were, and ushered them over, "Come here."

Once they made it to him, he looked at the two, "Watch." He ordered, looking through the vent, revealing a hallway.

A couple seconds, a doctor came by, looking over her shoulder before walking again. Behind the woman, came more doctors, pushing tables with bodies on them, but they were covered with sheets. Y/n and Thomas' eyes widen a little, glancing at each other before looking back down.

The doctor in the front swiped a keycard, making some doors open. The woman ushered the people who were pushing the tables, into the room before following them herself, the door automatically closing behind them.

"What the hell was that?" Thomas asked the boy quietly.

"They bring in new ones every night, like clockwork." He informed.

"What do they do with them?" Y/n asked.

"I don't know. This is the farthest I've ever gotten. The vents don't even go into that section. But once they go through that door, they don't come back out. I don't think anybody ever really leaves this place." He finished.

He looked around the vents before slowly crawling away, "Come on. We've gotta go before somebody notices we're gone."

"Why did you show us this?" Y/n questioned before he could leave.

"Because maybe the others will listen to you guys. I saw the way you two glared at Janson," he turned to Y/n, "Especially you. I can tell you guys don't trust him. There's something weird going on here. And I know you think so too." He started crawling away again.

"Hey, wait. What's your name?" Thomas asked him before he could leave again.

"Aris." And then he left.

The two teens glanced at each other before returning to their room. Once Y/n was back into bed with Minho, he instantly put his arms around her, kissing her neck before she fell asleep.