'You CAN'T Catch Me, Sucker!'

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"Yes!"

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"Yes!"

"Go, Fin!" Teresa cheers.

"Good job!"

"You did it!" Aris says excitedly.

I pull myself closer to the lever and push it. The others fall a few more inches and holler out in fear.

"Shit. Sorry!" I call out to them. I pull my body to the ledge of the ground and reach out to untie the ropes from my ankles. When I bend forward my stitching, which had been re-opened from running, rubbed against the material of my shirt causing me to jerk back and hiss out in pain. I take a deep breath before leaning forward again and begins to untie the ropes as quickly as possible.

"Hurry up, Fin," Aris calls out.

"Excuse me. I'm sorry for being slow because of my stomach which has a freaking bullet wound! So, give me a damn second."

"Oh yeah, sorry," he says sheepishly.

"You better be sorry." I look back to the rope and focuses on the knot around my ankles and after some struggle, I manage to untie it. I jump to my feet and head over to the lever. I was about to help the others when a bright light shines through the glass windows of the room. The sounds of helicopters could be heard.

WCKD was here.

"Good evening," The familiar voice of Janson echos over a speaker from outside the building. "This is the World Catastrophe Kill-zone Department. We have your compound completely surrounded. You find yourselves through not fault, but your own, in possession of WCKD property. Return them to us unharmed and we will considered this a simple misunderstanding."

"Hurry up, Fin!" Thomas yells at me. I looks around and found a wooden stick. I held it out for Teresa who was closest and she grabbed onto it and I pulled her in. Teresa unties herself while I work on bringing in Newt.

"Thanks," he mutters and I simply nod in response.

I reach out again to Aris and pullnhim in, then Fry and then Thomas, and next was Minho.

"Come on, Min!" I try to hold the stick out far enough for him to reach.

"A little closer, Fin!" He tells her, and I leans a little closer but lose balance.

"Wow!"

"Fin!" Aris grabs and pulls me into his chest, away from the edge.

"Let me try," Thomas takes the stick and hands it to Minho who finally can reach it. Thomas pulls him in and helps untie him. "Okay! Let's go!" Thomas said once everyone was safely on their feet.

We all began to run towards the exit of the room, however, Phil walks in before they could leave. Phil held a gun up and pointed it up towards me.

"Don't tell me I'm going to get shot again," I sigh. Thomas steps in front of me subconsciously.

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