Chapter 7

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Shailene swings out of her hammock, surprisingly faster than last night.
"Thomas! Newt! Where are you?" Shailene calls. The Gladers are no where. Why didn't they wake you? The entrance to the Homestead was burned and had smoking wood in the front. There was no escape. Shailene coughs, and covers her mouth.
"THOMAS! NEWT! ANYBODY!" Shailene screams, which sends her into a coughing fit.
"SHAILENE!" You hear a voice yell. Thomas. He is running from the upstairs at full speed.
"Thomas!" You scream, and you fall down coughing.
"Its okay. Im here. Im here. Dont worry. We'll get out. I promise." His words were frantic and fast.
"Come on."
Thomas picks you up and starts kicking at a smoldering piece of wood.
"Come on! This bloody thing wont budge." Thomas yells angrily.
"Thomas..." Shailene's words start to grow softer. Her voice is going out and you would be out in a few minutes.
"Go."
"No. We're going to get out. Stay with me Shailene!"
Thomas cries. And Shailene falls into a black hole of darkness....

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Sorry for the short chapter! Hope you guys liked it!

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