Lovers Maze

Maze

Chapter Five

Everyone sits around the Bon fire drinking, laughing, talking, dancing and eating. It's a simple ritual, I guess you could call it, we do every month for when we get a new Greenie, a welcoming party I guess.

We have our circle to the side of the fire where Gladers try to take on our undefeated Champion, Gally. All they have to do is try to survive 5 seconds without getting pushed out, or they try to push Gally out. Simple.

I sit away from everywhere with a glass of Gally's secret recipe in my hand, my back against a log quite a distance away from the crowds and noise.

I look forward at the doors, and I can faintly hear the Maze changing and small screams of the Grievers. Nasty buggers they are.

I take a swig of the drink and it burns in my mouth, I have the wanting to spit it out, yet it's really nice so I swallow it and drink some more.

"What are you doing all the way back here?"

I turn and see Newt standing behind the log with the Greenie. "Oh, join me then Newtie. I didn't realise my life was so interesting to you" I say sarcastically and turn back round taking a swig.

Newt steps over the log with the Greenie and sits to my left, then the Greenie sits down beside him.

"What's out there?" The Greenie asks after a minute of silence.

I sigh "That my friend is the Maze"

"And you hear that," Newt says holding his index finger up. We silence and we can hear the grinding of moving walls "that's the Maze changing"

I nod "it changes every night"

Then Newt turns around "and you see those people sitting by the fire"

We turn to look and I see him pointing at Minho "those are the Runners, the strongest and fastest of us all"

I nod "They're the only ones that know what's really out there and are the only ones who are allowed to leave the Glade" I add.

We hear a faint screech "what was that?" He asks.

"That's a Griever, nasty bugger" Newt responds.

I nod in agreement and Newt turns to the Greenie "have some" he orders holding up his glass of Gally's drink.

I snicker remembering the first time someone ever drank his drink. And that unfortunate someone was me.

He took the glass from Newts hand and held it to his mouth drinking some, pulling the glass away he made a weird and disgusted face and spat it out and into the grass.

"What is that?" He asks his tongue out like a dog and he looks at his tongue making me chuckle.

I continue to chuckle and turn to Newt "That's Gally's secret recipe, no one knows what's in it but him" he explains in his British accent.

"I thinks it's piss" I state half laughing.

Newt smirks "I have to second that" he laughs.

I nod "come on let's go" I say and stand up.

Newt nods and turns to the Greenie "you're supposed to be the guest of honour" he says as he pulls the Greenie onto his feet.

He looks drunk... Maybe it's alcohol. Whatever that is.

Then we walk around the fire and Newt and I point out Keepers and they're jobs. Gally Keeper of the Builders, Winston of the Slicers, a Flint and Jeff the Medjacks, Frypan our chef, Zart the Keeper of the gardeners and Minho Keeper of the Runners.