OFFICIALLY IN THE WORKS OF BEING EDITED!
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Based on The Maze Runner: Scorch Trials & Death Cure
*Going along by the movies*
"Always protecting others but never yourself."
Long lost Subject A8 {The Mystery}
The Gladers have finall...
We walked through the abandoned part of the city. People were falling apart and way angrier than how they were before. Thomas insisted on checking out the walls from the entrance so now we were walking towards the entrance. "This place has really gone through hell." I heard Jorge say from in front of me. I held Newt's hand not wanting to get lost within all the people. "We just gotta stay together," Thomas yelled over to us. We all stopped when we heard a truck coming through and a voice through a megaphone, "We are the voice of the voiceless! They hide behind their walls, thinking they can keep the cure for themselves, while they watch the rest of us wither and rot!" The man yelled sitting on the roof of the truck.
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As I held Newt's hand and looked at the truck I felt someone's eyes on me, one of the men was staring at me and Newt. I stared back tilting my head in confusion I couldn't quite recognize him he had short hair and his face was covered with a red gas mask. He stared at Newt and me until the truck was out of sight. As I looked away I felt a small sting on my neck, I put my hand on the back of my neck and looked up and saw Thomas already looking up at the drones. WICKED knows we're here I thought to myself. "That's it. That's our way in." Thomas exclaimed speed walking through people as they all chanted "Let us in! Let us in!" I began to feel unsure about what we were doing I tightened my grip on Newt's hand and followed after Thomas and Jorge.
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"Thomas! This is not what you're looking for. All these people trying to find their way in, you think you're gonna find something they can't?" Jorge yelled walking beside Thomas. "We came this far. I'm not turning back now." I heard Thomas say as he pushed through the crowd. "What the hell did we get ourselves into?" Fry said from beside me. Newt and I walked through the crowd a bit behind. "Out of the way, sorry," I said a couple of times as I bumped into kids and adults. I noticed the men in gas masks were following us, "Newt, do you see them I think we're being followed," I said to Newt as wrapped my hand around his forearm.
"Hey, guys, we gotta go now. Look." Newt yelled at our group as we grabbed their shoulders. "Thomas, let's go. We gotta get out of here!" I yelled at Thomas who hadn't moved. I noticed large weapons come from the walls ready to shoot. "Let's go! Let's go! Go! Go! Go! Come on! Go! Keep going!" Thomas yelled as we ran away getting shot at by the large weapons. Newt ran into one of the men wearing a gas mask and was being pulled into a van. "Newt! Newt!" I yelled as I also saw Thomas be shoved in another van. The same man wearing the red gas mask grabbed me and put a bag over my head, "Hey! Hey, get your hands off of me" I said trying to kick him as I couldn't see a thing. "Go, go, go!" I heard someone yell as I was thrown into a van and heard Thomas grunt. "You know I prefer being able to breathe properly," I yelled feeling the van move not being able to see anything.
