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The vehicles come to a stop after a short and silent ride.
Katherine hops out of the jeep to see several tents settled in the area and people chattering here and there.
"They've been planning this for over a year now. This is all for us. You guys are lucky you found us when you did. We're moving out at first light." Harriet explains as they make it through the campsite.
Within the crowd of people, a certain blonde takes Katharine's attention. She's staring back at her from a far distance before she makes it to the group with long steps.
The more she comes closer, the more Katherine's interest grows. She looks familiar. A lot and then it hits her. Vera. Her name is Vera.
To Katharine's surprise, she talks to her first. Her voice is soft and innocent. "Kat? Is that you?"
"Vera?" Katherine calls out and she nods with a smile, confirming her identity. She instantly pulls her into a tight hug, squeezing the girl into death. "Oh. Shit."
"Oh god. Oh god. This is really great!" Vera exclaims, hugging her back. "I thought you died."
Katherine turns to the Gladers to introduce her friend. "Guys, Tommo this is…"
"…Vera. I do remember her." Thomas states and nods at the girl.
Vera smiles at him as the response and sets her eyes on Teresa. "Teresa."
"Hi." Teresa waves at her.
"Hey, loser." Chris does a salute at the girl as her eyes land on the group B twins. "Good to see ya."
"Chris." Vera smiles heartily as she looks between them. "And Aris."
Katherine's wide eyes glue on the group B twins who share a group hug with the girl. "You guys know each other?"
"She was in our maze." Aris shrugs.
"Where's Vince?" Sonya asks the blonde girl.
Vera points to her right lazily. "Somewhere over there, I think."
"Who's Vince?" Katherine questions.
"He's the one who decides if you get to stay." Harriet replies.
"I thought the Right Arm was supposed to be an army." Minho says, looking around the people that are looking completely opposite from what they saw at WICKED.
"Yeah, we were. This is all that's left of us. Lot of good people died getting us this far." A tall man with blond hair and a beard appears from the nearest tent. He scans the group before looking back at Harriet. "Who are they?"
