A Changed Person • A TW & TMR Story

2 - The Wait

Thomas Edison
July 22nd

I'm starting to regret listening to Aris.

Even if I don't actually regret it. I know he was right. We'll get one real chance to free ourselves and that time was not it because, let's be honest, even if we did win, where would we have gone ? Staying would have been stupid, because they would have sent even more people here. None of us know how to work a boat and where would we even go ?

Yet, the isolation is slowly killing me.

Because all I can think about, alone inside those four white walls, staring at one of them almost all day long is the Phase 3 of the Trial.

And Phase 3 did not leave the best memories.

The first two phases were not that bad. Phase 1, the Maze, had a lot of happy memories throughout the bad ones. It had Chuck, Alby and every Glader who died trying to get out of the Maze.

Phase 2 had meeting the girls, Group B. It had meeting Brenda and Jorge. It had being able to live out in the wild — even though the wild is not that great. It was not being stuck as a lab rat — they were lab rats in liberty.

But Phase 3... Phase 3 has nothing good.

"Tom, you there ?" The only good thing in this whole thing is they didn't kill Teresa, Aris and I's link. Maybe they don't know about it. I honestly don't care. At least, we can still talk together every day. Imagine how the others are doing.

They don't have telepathy, so they're stuck with themselves all day long. And that can get... lonely. Also, we have no way of knowing what happens in a "checkup".

"Yeah. How are you doing ?" Stupid question, I know.

"I'm still as good as I can be. Aris told me he was just took outside of his room to get his physical checkup. Apparently, he'll go into the mental checkup right after." I don't know what it's supposed to mean. Maybe they've started with the Gladers and the Scorchers, or maybe they're finishing with us.

"Maybe then we'll know what to expect."

"Still,  if we have no way of speaking to the others, then how are we ever going to know what they've said ? How do I know what's too much to say ?" she asks.

"I wish I could answer all of your questions, but I only know of few of them. Don't talk about Phase 3. I don't think anyone is ready to talk about it to each other which means they won't to strangers."

"I wasn't going to speak about it. The thought hadn't even crossed my mind."

"Good that." I pause. "I honestly don't know. Maybe we should wait for them to tell us things before we start telling them our life story."

"Okay. Oh shit."

"What ?"

"My turn."

"Good luck."

She doesn't answer. Now, I just have to wait.
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Scott McCall
July 22nd

It's been almost two years since Stiles' disappearance. I can't believe it. The whole pack can't either. No one stopped looking. I don't think we ever will. Everyone loved him. Everyone loves him. Deep down, I think even Derek appreciates his presence in the pack.

I don't think we all would be here today without him. He saved my life by telling me I was a werewolf, even when I did not believe it. He saved a lot of people, I don't think I'll be able to list all of them.