Chaos at the Safe Haven

~THREE~

Thomas's head kept hurting throughout the day as memories kept flooding in and out of his head. Images of his past friends, of the werewolves, and all the craziness he's been through before the Maze. 

"Hey, Tommy. Get us some fertilizer, will you? "Newt said while throwing Thomas a bucket. Thomas caught it while glaring at him. "Fine, you jerk." Newt just smirked.

Thomas made his way into the forest. Last time he went into the forest to get fertilizer, a stung Ben chased him out, yelling about killing him.

Thomas's brain is still a bit foggy as he walks through the forest. The memories are coming back in full force, and he can't help but look around, just in case someone is following him. He can hear the annoying buzzing sound of a fly again.

Thomas kept walking until he tripped over a root. "Son of a bitch," Thomas said as he picked himself up. He looked at the root and another image flashed through his head. It was the roots of the Nemeton. Thomas traced the root to a tree stump. "How the hell is this here?" Thomas breathed out, touching the tree.

"There are nemetons all over the world, Stiles. And they're all connected. How do you think I'm here? " The Nogitsune said, suddenly appearing on the tree.

Stiles's head starts to hurt. He closed his eyes. "What do you want from me?"

"You know what I want, Stiles. Tell me. What gets bigger the more you take away? " Stiles opened his eyes. "No. Not this again. "

"What gets bigger the more you take away?" The Nogitsune yelled. The pain in Stiles' head increases.

"A hole," Stiles screamed back.

"What gets wetter the more it dries?"

Stiles falls to the ground, clutching his head as it starts to hurt even more. "A towel," he cried out.

"When is a door not a door?"

Stiles is on the ground, sobbing in pain. "When it's ajar."

"Everyone has it, but no one can lose it. What is it, Stiles? "

"No, please," Stiles pleaded. He screamed as the pain in his head increased. It felt like his head was being split open.

"Everyone has it, but no one can lose it. What is it, Stiles? Tell me and the pain will stop, "The Nogitsune said, close to Stiles' ear.

"A shadow," Stiles whispered, giving in, the pain in his head becoming unbearable.

The Nogitsune smirked.

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"Thomas's been in the forest for a long time," Newt said, as he and Minho finished planting another tree.

"He'll be fine," Minho shrugged. "Shank probably needs some time alone."

"I'm gonna go check up on him. Last time, Ben was chasing him out of there. " Newt said, already making his way to the forest. Minho rolled his eyes, but followed Newt in.

The two of them walked for a few minutes before they heard a shout. "Thomas!" Minho yelled as Newt and Minho ran toward the sound. They found Thomas with his back turned to them.

"Tommy? You alright? " Newt asked. Thomas turned to face them. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a fly," he said nonchalantly. He walked past them. "Come on. It's almost lunchtime. I'm starving. "

Minho and Newt looked at each other before Minho shrugged and followed Thomas. Newt glanced back at the spot Thomas was standing in and noticed a small symbol. Before he could look closer, it disappeared. Newt shook his head. It was probably just a trick of light.