Please Tommy...

There was a light

I was awoken by what I assumed was Minho until I slightly opened my eyes and saw a familiar figure...
"Newt?"
"Hello Tommy" As soon as I heard that name I sat up to see a zombified body with a knife in his chest.
"No no no GO AWAY YOUR NOT HERE AND YOU NEVER WILL BE NOW GO!"
"DUDE it's 3 am be quite!"
"I'm sorry Minho but I thought I saw- I thought I saw him but he was like he was when he was... dead."
"Alright we'll just don't go having another one of your little nightmares or we'll have to burn you... I'm just kidding but anyway just sleep."
After I had heard him leave I said their names for the second time today, Newt, Alby, Winston, Chuck.

I woke up to a familiar smell, Frypans  cooking, although it was a good smell I was still disappointed knowing that I had lived another day I had hoped that I would just go in my sleep or something of the sort. I got out of my seemly shrinking tent to go and eat whatever Frypan has cooked.
I heard a familiar voice in the distance, "that's bloody disgusting" I looked toward the voice I thought was Newt's and I could see golden hair that shone in the sunlight just like Newt's did. I ran towards the table where I thought newt was sitting.
"Thomas we've got a new immune in, I thought you might like him, he reminds me of Newt."
"Yeah I thought he was Newt for a second that's why I was running like I did in my maze."
"Well sorry for getting your hopes up." The Newt like man said sarcastically.
"So who are you then" I asked him.
"Micheal, how bout you."
"Thomas, now move so that I can get some food." He didn't even reply he just moved so I got some of Frypans surprisingly good soup.
"Careful it's hot" Frypan warned me.
I took it back to my tent *TW* i the boiling hot, reddish soup and poured it on my open (self inflicted) wounds, I poured one bit of it on each cut for a good reason,
1 for letting Newt die
1 for helping create the maze
1 for helping torture people
1 for letting Alby die
1 for letting Teresa die
1 for letting Winston die
1 for letting Chuck die
That was it, all of the bad things I did and all I the people I let die.
"Are you coming Thomas the sunset looks nice tonight"
"Possibly Minho." He was right the sunset was well nice, the colour of it was shining through my tent like it did in the maze except Newt wasn't there watching it with me. Nearly every sentence in his letter I relate to every day. I lied down in my hammock just thinking about him, usually it would be all of them but today it was different all that was on my mind was Newt.

The morning came and I decided to visit his grave it was a long journey but I would do it for him.
"Thomas, hi."
"Hi Micheal, I'm leaving for a bit so please can you tell Minho I'll be back soon."
"Sure"
Just before I was about to leave the safe haven Minho came up to me and didn't even ask to come with me but still came to his grave.
"Minho, we've been walking for half an hour and you haven't said a bloody word, why are you following me?"
"I just wanted to see him again but-." He was cut off by an extremely bright, white light shining above us...