~Y/n P.O.V.~
Thomas, Minho, and I eventually made our way back to the Glade, walking through a puddle as we see a few Gladers waiting by the doors for us. As we walk past them, out of breath, they follow us.
"What the hell's going on out there?" Newt asks.
"What the hell you two done now?" Gally questions, looking at Thomas and I.
"We found something, a new passage. We think it could be a way out." Thomas informs.
"Really?" Newt questions.
Minho nods. "It's true. We opened a door, something I've never seen before. I think it must be where the Grievers go during the day."
"Wait! Woah, woah, woah..." Chuck begins, jogging up beside me. "You're saying you found the Grievers home? And you want us to go in?"
"Their way in could be our way out, Chuck." I reply.
"Yeah, or there could be a dozen Grievers on the other side." Gally intervenes. "The truth is, Thomas and Y/n don't know what they've done, as usual."
"Yeah, at least we did something, Gally. I mean, what have you done? Aside from hide behind these walls all the time?" Thomas argues, turning around to face the builder.
"Let me tell you something, Greenie. You two have been here three days, alright? I've been here three years!" Gally starts.
"Yeah, you've been here three years and you're still here, Gally!" Thomas raises his voice. "What does that tell you? Maybe you should start doing things a little differently."
The two continued arguing as I felt a hand go onto my shoulder, causing me to look over, seeing Teresa standing there. She leans in, whispering in my ear about Alby and my eyes widen. Teresa proceeds to try and get their attention.
"It's Alby!" Teresa blurts out, grabbing everyone's attention.
"He's awake." I finish.
All of us followed Teresa into the med-jack hut, walking into Alby's room. Thomas and I followed Newt, who was the first to go near Alby.
"Has he said anything?" I ask.
"No." Teresa replies.
"Alby..." Newt whispers, sitting down beside the said boy. "Alby, are you alright?"
Alby didn't respond, looking at the wall ahead of him. Thomas and I shared a look before we crouched in front of him.
"Hey, Alby. Alby, we might have just found a way out of the maze." Thomas informs in a whisper. "Do you hear me?"
"We could be getting out of here." I add.
Alby shakes his head, still not glancing at us. "We can't. We can't leave. They won't let us."
"What are you talking about?" Thomas asks.
"I remember." Alby replies.
"What do you remember?" I question.
"You two." Alby informs, glancing at us before his gaze stays on me. "You were always their favorite, Y/n. Always."
Just then, the sound of the Gladers shouting outside, followed by many footsteps were heard from outside the hut.
"Why did you do this?" Alby asks, still looking at me. "Why did you come here?"
I don't reply as Thomas pulls me up to my feet, all of us running out of the hut, seeing many Gladers running around, torches sitting in their grips.
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FanfictionY/n gets sent up into a place surrounded by walls. Along with boys. No girls, just boys. She was the first girl in the glade. What happens when she starts getting these weird dreams? Or is something else. A boy with chocolate brown eyes always shows...
