𝐝𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐭𝐦𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐭²

05, deserves to know

"ALICE. BARRY, WALT, EDGAR." Janson read out loud at lunch that day. Daphne rested her head on Newt's shoulder tiredly, picking at the food in front of her. Thomas was sitting on Newt's other side, in front of the three were Frypan, Trinity, Minho, and Winston.

"You're barely eating." Newt whispered to his girlfriend.

"Tired." Daphne shrugged, the idea of food making her want to go puke. The food just didn't look appetizing.

"I wonder why." Trinity took a bite of her apple, gesturing to Daphne's neck, where a small purple mark laid.

"Are you two kidding me?" Minho mumbled and Newt moved Daphne's hair to cover the bruise.

"I wanna know what's through that door." Thomas whispered and Daphne glanced at the boy, dropping her fork gently. Last night, Thomas saw scientists transporting bodies into a restricted room.

"Now, we've been over this. You said they were covered up, so you don't know what you saw. It could've been anything under there." Newt reminded him.

"I know exactly what I saw. They were bodies. Aris said they bring in a new batch every night." Thomas persisted.

"Who the hell is Aris?" Trinity spoke up and the group turned to look at the boy that sat in the corner, a hood over his head. "Oh."

"Well, I'm sold." Minho said sarcastically.

"And last but not least, David. Thank you for your attention. Enjoy the rest of your evening." Janson walked out of the room.

"Okay, until we know anything for certain, we should just keep our heads down... and try not to draw any attention to ourselves, all right?" Newt tried to reason with Thomas.

"Yeah, and what better way to not draw attention to ourselves than to have sex in the shower." Frypan joked and Minho, Trinity, and Winston laughed. Daphne and Newt rolled their eyes as Thomas stood up from the table.

"What is he doing?" Newt asked.

"I think he's drawing attention to himself." Frypan replied.

"This is gonna play out beautifully." Daphne mumbled as Thomas walked over to the door, the guard quickly stopping him. Her eyes widened when she saw Thomas het thrown back by the guard. The group quickly stood up from the table, running over.

Thomas pushed the guard back, only to get pushed again. The guard yelled, "Back off!"

Newt and Minho quickly grabbed Thomas, holding him back while Trinity stood in between him and the guard, her arms out.

"Control your friend!" The guard shouted.

Janson rushed into the room, pushing his way through the guard. "What's happening here? Thomas, I thought we could trust each other. You know we're all on the same team here."

"Are we?" Thomas whispered.

"Get them to their bunks." Janson insisted, his eyes falling on Daphne. "Except you."

"What?" Newt questioned.

"Yeah, what's going on?" Trinity asked, standing in front of Daphne.

"Relax, my team, the scientists would like to run a few more tests on her." Janson explained. "She's brilliant, you all are aware."

"I'll be fine." Daphne mumbled, looking at her boyfriend and her sister. Newt looked at her, giving her a nervous stare. "I promise."

She played with her sleeves nervously, walking with Janson out of the room. Trinity and Newt looked at each other, both of them uneasy.

-

"Sir, I think you should tell her." Daphne's eyes opened to see a bright light as she laid down on a medical bed. She lifted her head up slightly at the sound of Weltman's voice, seeing the doctor stand with Janson across the room.

"Dr. Weltman, what you think doesn't have any influence in this situation. I want this handled and over with before she arrives." Janson explained and Weltman crossed her arms.

"Did she order this operation?" Weltman asked and Janson didn't say anything. "Paige doesn't know, does she?"

Daphne's eyes widened at the sound of that name. Paige. But she was dead, the Gladers watched footage of her suicide.

"I was just on my way to tell her." He promised.

"Then until she knows, this is out of your power." The doctor replied.

"Dr. Weltman, do the operation, or I will get someone who will." Janson said sternly.

"I will do the operation, but the girl deserves to know." Weltman insisted and glanced at Daphne noticing she was awake. "Go."

Janson walked out of the room as Weltman stood next to Daphne, grabbing a syringe. "Hi Daphne, how are you feeling?"

"What operation?" Daphne tried to sit up but Weltman injected the syringe in her arm.

"Don't worry about it." The doctor whispered. "Everything is going to be just fine."

Shaking her head, her eyes began to feel heavy and Daphne grew scared, fighting to stay awake. She struggled softly until her eyes eventually closed.

-

Trinity climbed through the vents, standing up in the boys bunk. Minho looked at her, smirking, "Trin, what the hell?"

"I'm not gonna miss Thomas's dumbassery." She shrugged.

"You didn't really think they were just gonna let you through?" Newt questioned.

"Nah, of course I didn't." Thomas held up the key card. "I'm gonna find out what's on the other side of that door. Newt, they're hiding something. These people are not who they say they are."

"No, Thomas, you don't know that!" Newt yelled, shaking his head. "The only thing that we do know is that they helped rescue us from WICKED. They gave us new clothes. They gave us food. They gave us a proper bed. Some of us haven't had that in a long time."

"Yeah, but..." Thomas began.

"Some of us a lot longer than others." Newt cut him off.

"Newt, they took Daphne." Trinity whispered.

The blond looked at her, sighing, "I know. And the only reason I'm not going insane right now is because I'm trying to convince myself that we can trust these people."

"We don't know if we can." She replied.

A boy crawled out of the air vent, standing up and taking his hood off. "Hey, Thomas. You got it, didn't you?"

"What the hell?" Trinity mumbled.

"Yeah. Let's go." Thomas nodded, bending down to the ground. "All right, look, maybe you guys are right. Maybe I'm just being paranoid. But I got to find out for sure. Just cover for me. I'll be back as soon as I can."